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A New Hampshire Magazine 



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I VOLUME XLYI1I 

" NEW SERIES, VOLUME XI 



CONCORD, N. H. 

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The Granite Monthly 



CONTEXTS, JANUARY-DECEMBER, 1916 

Old Series, Volume XLYIII 
New Series, ..Volume XI 

Page 

Across the New Hampshire Hills, by Norman C. Tiee 187 

Address, by Fred Myron Colby 295 

Alaska School Service, The, by Isabel Ambler Oilman 24S 

An Encounter with Prince Oswald, by Edward J. Parshley 184 

An Important Historical Document, by Rev. Everett S. Stackpole 172 

Birthplace of Gen. John Sullivan, The, by Rev. Everett S. Stackpole '. 45 

Canaan's Anniversary Address, by Hon. James Burns Wallace 257 

Carroll, Hon. Edward H 289 

Concord Street Railway and its Builder, The . . 41 

Croydon, in the Mountains, by H. H. Metcalf '. . . 231 

Davis-Smith Garrison, by B. B. P. Greene 327 

Diamond Ledge, by George Wilson Jennings 57 

Dover Incident, in the War of 1812, by Lydia A. Stevens .- 323 

Eastman Association 319 

Editor and Publisher's Notes 32, 64, 160, 192, 224, 256, 288, 312, 344 

Fruitless Farming at Fruitlands, by Emma F. Abbot 279 

Hailstorm at Lake Sunapee, A, by Herbert. Welsh .^ ......... . 315 

HaLf-Leather, by Shirley Harvey . . . . . ?. 213 

Happiness, by L. Adelaide Sherman 157 

Humphrey, Hon. Moses, Builder of Concord Street Railway 43 

In a Pasture, by Fred Myron Colby 181 

Influence of the Revolution on the Religious Life of America, The, by Rev. Thomas 

Chalmers , * 193 

Kej-es, Hon. Henry W., by H. C. Pearson 225 

Lincoln and the Convention of I860, by Gerry W. Hazelton .'.... 300 

Manchester, Progressive, Historical and Descriptive, by Edgar J. Knowlton 67 

Clark, Col. Arthur Eastman -. .......... 81 

^ Clark, Col. John Badger . - 79 

Cross, Hon. David 77 

Knowlton, Hon. Edgar J 89 

Straw, Hon. Ezekiel A r 75 

Woodbury, Gordon 83 

Manchester in a Nutshell * 155 

Manchester, Manufacturing in : "" 

Amoskeag Manufacturing Company • *■*$ 

Felton, S. A., and Son Company - 1-7 

The F. M. Hoyt Company .".- 127 

Manchester, The Business Section of *29 

The Amoskeag Banks , • • 133 

Wellman, James A : ; 13;;> 

Elliott, Alonzo, and Company. 

McElwain, Herbert A • 137 



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Manchester, The Business, Section of — Continued: 

Brown's 

Carlton, A. M. and Sou j^^ 

Cole's Dry Cleansing Company 14§ 

Danforth, Harry J 144 

DeMoulpied's Furniture Store ' 143 

Du Bois' Tailor Shop j 59 

Heath Studio, The -. ......... 149 

Lang, Walter M _, ....... .- 139 

Lindsey Studio, The ■ . . . 147 

Louis, The Tailor 1,52 

Manchester Supply Company, The \ . 143 

National Hotel, The } 154 

Peloquin, Albert J 154 

Palace Studio, The . , - 151 

Pariseau's Shoe Store 146 

Berthiaume, Philias H 140 

Pelletier, Alpheus J 140 

Perkins Naphtha Cleansing Works _....' 144 

Sandberg's Ice Cream 154 

Steele's Market , 145 

The Big Four, Dry- Cleansers. r . 153 

The John B. Yarick Company 138 

WajT£jt*&nd Warren 142 

New Hampshire Fire Insurance Company 90 

The Legal Profession uTManchester 93 

Barnard, Charles D 113 

Branch, Frederick W 100 

Branch, Hon. Oliver E 96 

Branch, Hon. Oliver W ... 100 

Brown, Hon. Albert O , : 95 

Burnham, Hon. Henry E 93 

Jones, Warren, Wilson and Manning 107 

Jones, Hon. Edwin F 107 

Manning, Robert L *. Ill 

Warren, Hon. George II , :.-. HO 

Wilson, Allan M ',,..'... HI 

King, Carroll S ." ,... ■ - - H5 

Laing, Robert '->.". H5 

I Little, Hon. Cyrus II .....' - 101 

Madigan, Thomas H., Jr • H3 

Nevins, William S • , H4 

Taggart, Burroughs, Wyinan and McLane - - • 103 

Burroughs, Hon. Sherman E ■ 103 

McLane, John Roy 1 -".... 10(5 

Taggart, Hon. David A 103 

Wyman, Louis E , - 106 

Thorp and Abbott ' • • 112 

• Abbott, Lee C • - 112 

Thorp, L. Ashton - 112 

Mansion House of Wentworth Chiswell, by Nellie Palmer George 202 

Martha's Second Bridal, by Anabel C. Andrews •• 307 

Meleher, Lieut.-Col. Samuel M., M.D v • • • 199 



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Memory, by George Wilson Jennings ojg 

Mettle of New Hampshire, The, by Fred Lewis Pattee . . „ 15 

Millet Apple Tree, The, by Lydia A. Stevens i?q 

Molly's Peril, by Theodora Chase , 217 

My Reception Down South, by George E. Foster 309 

Newington, Congregational Church, by Jackson M. Hoyt 7 

New Year's Greeting, A. by Harry V. Lawrence . 60 

"North of Boston" 17g 

Old No. 4 Chapter, D. A. R., by Miss S. Abbie Spooner 211 

Oneness and Otherness, by Francis H. Goodall 28 

Rollins, Hon. Frank West . . . . . \ 1 

Sanders Point, by J. M. Moses . . . . K37 

Shooting Stars, The, An Indian Legend, by Katherine Winn if red Beane 216 

Story of an Old House, by Fred Myron Colby 25 

Story of Little Jane, The, by Katherine C. Meader 53 

Timothy, by D. O ". . . 333 

Town That Went to Sleep, The, by Francis A. Corey 337 

White, Armenia S., A Noble Career Ended 163 

Woodbury, Gordon , 33 

New Hampshire Necrology 30, 62, 159, 189, 221, 255, 2S6, 312, 341 

Aiken, George E 191 

Aldrich, E. Fred 312 

Bales, Hon. George E '. . . . 342 

Beane, Rev. Samuel C, D.D 221 

Blake, Alpheus P _ . 30 

Blanchard, Amos ■".:■ 30 

Blood, Dr. Robert A > . 159 

Brackett, William R *. 191 

Branch, Hon. Oliver E - t 223 

Burleigh, William R 63 

Buttrick, Hon. George M '...,... 160 

Carleton, Frank H 62 

Carpenter, George 30 

Cheever, David W., M.D , 31 

Clark, Benjamin F , 341 

Clark, Hon. M. V. B j\ 343 

Clifford, Daniel A , 312 

- Conn, Granville P., M.D 189 

Corning, Benjamin II 341 

Davis, Dr. Charles A .•- 192 

Dearborn, Dr. John George 62 

• Drew, Holman A ... . . . : 342 

Eastman, Hon. Edwin G 221 

Fellows, Hon. James G , .' 255 

Fletcher, Dr. William K 30 

Foss, Col. Everett O 190 

Furber, Henry J '. 312 

Gillis, Charles . . . .'. 190 

Griffin, Rev, Lelloy F : .' 221 

Hall, Horace P 159 

Hardy, Capt. W. W .192 

Holmes, Andrew J , 64 

Ingalis, Herbert : • 159 



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New Hampshire Necrology — Continued: 

Jenkins, W. Irving 223 

Kimball, Rev. Henry S 03 

Leighton, Fred , jqj 

Liscom, Hon. Lemuel F , 255 

Marey, Hon. George D 255 

Marden, Dr. Albert L 192 

Mills, Frank B 31 

Munsey, Dr. George F - 341 

Niehols, Edward Payson 342 

Piper, Kale T 341 

Plumrner, Martin B 223 

Remiek, Elizabeth M. K • 32 

Rollins, Rev. George S., D.D ' 191 

Sanborn, Gen. True 223 

Sawyer, Dr. Samuel C -. 31 

Scott, Col. Charles - 159 

Stevens, George W 223 

Tenney, Rev. Edward P 287 

Thompson, Rev. Albert II ' 62 

Tuttle, Miss Harriett W . . ; . : 62 

Yickery, William H >...... 190 

Walbridge, Rev. William H . . . . 64 

Walker, Asa., I*. S. N 190 

Webster, Benjamin F L 31' 

Wheeler, Hon. John W 221 

Whipple, Amos H ■ . - 63 

Whipple, Maj. Charles W , " ■ '. . . , 343 

White, Horace '.:...■ 286 

Wilder, Hon. C. W 190 

Wiley, Capt. William F 191 

Willis, Hon. Arthur L 287 

Woodbury, Dr. Louis A 287 

Woodman, Dr. Francis J . . . . . • 2S6 

Worcester, Hon. Franklin 159 

Young, George Priest ; ......... "1 ... 7 287 

POETRY 

A Basket of Chips, by Delia Honey 61 

Answered, by L. Adelaide Sherman 322 

April, by L. J. H. Frost - • • 158 

A Summer Quest, by Alida M. C. True "• - - 293 

Bright Star, by H. Thompson Rich '. - 44 

Clouds, by Edward H. Richards • • • • • 2 " 8 

Contentment, by Edward H. Richards 1^1 

Croydon, August 14, 1900, by Elizabeth Barton Richards 246 

Dark Days, by B. B. P. Greene - 20* 

Do Not Worry So, by Georgie Rogers Warren , 1$S 

Don't Forget, by Hannah B. Merriam 326 

Easter Morning, by Lucy 11. Heath • 15S 

Exit Mephitis, by Bela Chapin '- 208 

God Rules, by Amy J. Dolloff , • • 30 ^ 

Lake Sunapee, by Laura A. Rice \ 215 



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Lilacs, by Harriet E. Emerson . . . 197 

Little Jim, by Francis A. Corey ' 247 

Mount Vernon, by Bertha B. I\ Greene 27 

My Castle, by Delia Honey 200 

Nature's Teachings, by Hannah B. Merriam 175 

Necropolis, by L. J. H. Frost 318 

New Hampshire Hills are Calling, by Bernard V. Child ...".' 2S3 

New Hampshire's Invitation, by Martha A. S. Baker , 202 

Omniscience, by H. Thompson Rich 311 

Some Time, Some Bay, by Mary Alice Dwyre .* . . . 55 

Spring-Tide, by L. Adelaide Sherman 175 

Tell Me, Darling, by L. J. H. Frost 29 

The Academy in Exeter, by Charles Nevers Holmes 56 

The Country in September, by Jean C. Maynard 2S4 

The Elms of Number Four, by H. E. Corbin '.' "... 210 

The First Snow Storm, by Shirley Wilcox Harvey 340 

The Gossip of the Robin, by M. E. Nella ' 178 

The Little Old Maid, by R; -M, S ; . 24 

The Night Wind, by E. P 294 

The One Clear Note, by Amy J. Dolloff 340 

The Rose is Queen, by Sarah Fuller Bickford Hafey 210 

The Seabrook Dunes, by Helen Leslie Follansbee 285 

The Short-Cut Pathway Home, by Charles Poole Cleaves !..,'. 278 

The Suffrage Sea, by Frances M. Abbott 220 

The Tree of Hanover, by David Ala wen 168 

There Are No Mistakes, by Sarah Fuller Bickford Hafey . ^322 

Till Then and Afterwards, by Stewart Everett Rowe 59 

To Mount Washington, by David E. Adams ~ 40 

Tribute to Moses Gage Shirley, A, by Lena B. Ellingwood 218 

Twilight in the City, by Lucy H. Heath 29 

Twilight in the Country, by Lucy H. Heath - 230 

Two Sonnets, by James Riley /. 23 

Under the Hedges, by L. J. H. Frost - 299 

Up in Old New Hampshire, by Charles Poole Cleaves 51 

War, by Bela Chapin 294 

What Will Next Thanksgiving Bring? by Agnes Mayrilla Locke 331 



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HON. FRANK WEST ROLLINS 
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JANUARY, 1916 



New Series, Vol. XI, No. 1 



HON. FRANK WEST ROLLINS 



Since the adoption of the amended 
Constitution of 1792, under which 
the title of the chief executive officer 
of the State became " Governor," 
fifty-four different men have held 
the office, of whom only six are now 
living — Nahum J. Bachelder, gover- 
nor in 1903-4; Charles M. Floyd, 
1907-8; Henry B. Quinby, 1909-10; 
Robert P. Bass, 1911-12; Samuel D. 
Felker, 1913-14, and the present in- 
cumbent, Holland H. Spaulding The 
list of living Governors of New Hamp- 
shire has been, indeed, sadly depleted 
in the last two years — John B. Smith 
(1893-4) and Chester B. Jordan (1901- 
2) having passed away in 1914, and 
David H. Goodell (1889-90) and 
Frank W. Rollins (1899-1900) in 1915. 



Frank West Rollins was one of 

the youngest, as well as one of the 
best known and most popular men 
who ever occupied the gubernatorial 
chair. Born and reared in the Capi- 
tal City, the son of a man long active 
and prominent in politics and public 
life, he enjoyed exceptional facilities 
for familiarizing himself with affairs 
of state and questions of public policy, 
as well as with the demands of social 
life in city and state. 

He was born February 24, 1S60, in 
the old mansion on North Main 
Street, Concord, which had been the 
birthplace of his mother, Ellen Eliza- 
beth West, daughter of John and 
Nancy M. West. It was into this home 
that his father, Edward II. Rollins, 
went as a boarder when he came to 
Concord to learn the business in 
which he later established himself, 
and continued for many years, until 
active participation in political affairs 



and public life practically compelled 
his withdrawal. Here his home con- 
tinued after marriage, and throughout 
his life, although he maintained a 
summer residence at his old paternal 
home in Rollinsford, where he yearly 
enjoyed, especially in later life, a 
season of recreation, and respite from 
business and political cares, in agri- 
cultural pursuits. 

Edward H. Rollins was a born poli- 
tician and a natural leader of men, 
and became a thorough master of the 
art and science of political strategy 
and party management. His home, 
as well as his office, was the resort of 
party managers and public officials, 
and it was but natural that his son 
should have developed a strong taste 
for public affairs, and a wide acquaint- 
ance with men engaged therein. 
Familiarity with public interests and 
affairs of state was, indeed, as much a 
part of his early education, as was 
the instruction which he derived from 
books and teachers in the public 
schools, and the tutorship of that- 
famous old-time instructor of Concord 
\~outh — Moses Woolson — under whose 
tutelage he prepared for entrance to 
the Massachusetts Institute of Tech- 
nology, where he was a member of 
the class of 1SS1, subsequently pursu- 
ing the study of law at Harvard and 
in the office of the late Hon. John Y. 
Mugridge of Concord. He was ad- 
mitted to the bar in Concord, in 
August, 1882. 

He soon learned, however, that 
legal procedure appealed neither to 
his tastes nor sympathies. The bent 
of his mind was toward the activities 
of business life, while he had decided 
literary tastes that he indulged quite 



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extensively in the line of diversion. 
He soon relinquished the law, and 
entered the banking business, com- 
mencing in the sale of Western se- 
curities through connection with his 
older brother, Edward W., who had 
established an - investment business 



took the name of E. H. Rollins & 
Sons, a younger brother, Montgomery, 
also coming into the concern, .and 
continuing for some years. 

In 1S92 the business was removed 
to Boston, where, as Vice-President 
and Manager, Frank W. gave his best 



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in Denver, Col. Soon after his father 
took an interest in the business and 
the firm of E. H. Rollins & Son was 
established, which was, subsequently, 
incorporated. Not long after the 
Rollins Investment Company, of Den- 
ver, managed by Edward W., was 
merged with this corporation, which 



efforts to the work of building up a. 
business, which, under his intelli- 
gent direction, soon placed the cor- 
poration in the front rank where it 
has since remained, among the most 
prominent concerns in the country 
dealing in investment securities, with 
headquarters in Boston, New York,. 



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Chicago, Denver and San Francisco. 
The presidency of -the corporation 
was held for some time by Edward 
W., but he was succeeded a number of 
years ago by Frank W., in this office, 
who held the same until his death. 

Meanwhile, retaining his home in 
his native city, wherein he built a 
spacious and elegant modernresidence, 
on North State Street, he indulged 
his early acquired love for public 
affairs by entry into political life, 
accepting the nomination of the Re- 
publican party with which he was 
naturally affiliated, for the office of 
State Senator, in the Concord District, 
in 1894, to which he was, of course, 
handsomely elected at -the polls in 
November, and receiving the remark- 
able compliment, for so young a man, 
and especially one without previous 
legislative experience, of election to 
the presidency of the Senate, upon its 
organization in January following— a 
position which he filled with dignity 
and honor. 

From that time forward, for a num- 
ber of years his political activities 
were conspicuous. In the notable 
campaign of 1896, when the ''free 
silver" issue was pressed to the front, 
and there was for some time doubt as 
to the alignment of the great parties 
thereon, Mr. Rollins took a prominent 
part. He it was who, boldly intro- 
duced the resolution, declaring for 
the single gold standard, in the Re- 
publican State Convention for the 
choice of delegates to the National 
Convention, which, strange as it may 
now seem, was unanimously voted 
down, while the Democratic State 
Convention took strong ground in 
favor of that position. It was, in 
truth, a matter of grave doubt at the 
time what the position of either of the 
great parties would be upon the ques- 
tion. William McKinley, then gen- 
erally regarded as the coining man 
for the Republican presidential nomi- 
nation, had formerly been an ardent 
friend of the free silver cause, and it 
was by no means then certain that 
the party would ultimately be found 



taking ground against it. It was 
thus found, however, from whatever 
motive directed, and, the Democracy 
espousing the opposite cause, one of 
the most hotly contested campaigns 
which the country ever experienced, 
the interest of Mr, Rollins for Re- 
publican success continuing intense 
throughout. He was a conspicuous 
member of the delegation of New 
England "sound money''' business 
men who made a pilgrimage to Mc- 
Kinley's home in Canton, 0., near 
the close of the campaign, after the 
fashion of the time, and made the 
address to the nominee, in behalf of 
the delegation. 

His pathway to the Governorship 
was already open, ty-it he stood aside 
in favor of George A. Ramsdell, who 
had for some time aspired to the office 
and who was elected that autumn.' 

Here it may properly be remarked 
that it was in connection with Mr. 
Ramsdell's induction into office, that 
the custom, now thoroughly estab- 
lished, of holding a " Governor's Ball," 
as a leading social function upon the 
accession of a new incumbent to the 
gubernatorial office, was initiated, 
Mr. Rollins being the leader in the 
movement, and carrying it forward 
to complete success. 

In 1898 he was nominated with- 
out opposition, and elected in Novem- 
ber of that year, taking office in Janu- 
ary following. His administration was 
characterized by an interest in, and a 
devotion to, the welfare of the State, 
and measures which he deemed essen- 
tial to its promotion, surpassed by 
none of his predecessors or successors; 
and, whatever may be said as to the 
accuracy of the views expressed in his 
famous "Fast Day proclamation, " 
which was the subject of much earnest 
controversy for a long time, there was 
never any question as to his own 
sincerity, or that the resultant contro- 
versy . was productive of ultimate 
good. 

It was his advocacy *of the "Old 
Home Week" festival, and his formal 
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Hampshire, during the first year of 
his administration, that insured him 
lasting fame, and endeared him for 
all time to the hearts of the people. 
This festival, as it is most properly 
called, has proved of incalculable 
benefit to the State, in strengthening 
the ties that, bind every native, or 
former resident, to the "place of his 
birth, however far he may have 
wandered therefrom; and the belated 
recognition of the legislature, in 1913, 
indefinitely fixing the time of the same, 



the cause of Forest Preservation 
in New Hampshire, however, that he 
soon became most conspicuous, spend- 
ing time, money and effort in that 
behalf. He was President of the 
Society for the Protection of Xcw 
Hampshire Forests from its organiza- 
tion in 1902 (in which he was mainly 
instrumental) until the time of his 
death; and to its work is due, in large 
measure, all that has been accom- 
plished in this direction. 

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manent continuance. The interest of 
Governor Rollins in this institution 
never relaxed, and he held the office 
of President of the New Hampshire 
Old Home Week Association from its 
organization till 1914, when the condi- 
tion of his health compelled the relin- 
quishment of some of his activities. 

Governor Rollins was one of the 
early advocates of the cause of good 
roads in New Hampshire, and, under 
his administration, progress was made 
along that line, although public sen- 
timent had mot become generally 
aroused. It was as a champion of 



lins had been strongly interested in 
military affairs, his interest dating 
back to his school days when he was 
a lieutenant in the company of cadets 
at the Institute of Technology. Sub- 
sequently he was prominently con- 
nected with the New T Hampshire 
militia for several years, holding the 
office of Assistant Adjutant -General, 
with the rank of Colonel, on the bri- 
gade staff of the National Guard. 

Mention has been made of his taste 
for literature and his indulgence 
therein as a diversion. He gathered 
a fine library and enjoyed the same. 
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guage, and made various translations 
therefrom for publication. He also 
indulged in fiction-writing for a time 
and published several books of the 
same, including "The Ring in the 
Cliff," "Break O'Dav Tales"." "The 
Twin Hussars" and "The Lady of the 
Violets. ' ■ He also wrote much for the 
press along financial lines, displaying 
a sound knowledge of this department 
of business activity, gained in the field 
of practical experience. 

Governor Rollins's activities were 
by no means confined to his business 
or his official life. He was deeply 
interested in religious affairs, as a 
member of St. Paul's Protestant 
Episcopal Church of Concord,, serv- 
ing as vestryman and treasurer, and 
in the work of the Diocesan and Gen- 
eral Conventions of the denomination. 
He served as treasurer of St. Paul's 
School, as a trustee of the Massa- 
chusetts Institute of Technology, of 
the Concord Public Library., the ton- 
cord Orphans' Home and various other 
institutions. He was one of the 
organizers of the Wonolancet Club of 
Concord, and its first president, and 
was connected with various other 
clubs and organizations in this State 
and Boston, including the Chamber of 
Commerce in that city. He was the 
founder of the New Hampshire Ex- 
change Club, prominent for a time in 
the- New England Metropolis. He 
was also a Knight Templar and a 
Scottish Rite Mason of the thirty- 
second degree. 

A few years since, Governor Rol- 
lins transformed the site of his birth- 
place and boyhood home, where his 
mother had passed her life, into a 
beautiful Italian garden, open to the 
public, and known as the "West 
Garden," where the people can freely 
go, during the summer season, in- 
dividually, in family groups, or social 
parties, to enjoy a pleasant hour amid 



fountains, shrubs and flowers, and 
where ice cream, tea and other refresh- 
ments are frequently served, by some 
society or organization to which the 
privilege has been granted. This gar- 
den — a memorial to his mother — will 
be a perpetual reminder of Governor 
Rollins's regard for his native city. 

He was united in marriage Decem- 
ber 6, 1SS2, with Miss Katherine W. 
Pecker of Concord, who survives hirn, 
with one son, Douglas, born October 
25, 1880. 

As has been stated, Governor Rol- 
lins maintained his home in his native 
city, whose welfare, as well as that of 
the State at large, he had ever closely 
at heart. For many years he pa.ssed 
a portion of the warm season at York 
Harbor, Me., where he had a fine 
summer home. He had travelled ex- 
tensively in this and other countries, 
and learned much of men and matters, 
and the multiform problems of life; 
yet his modesty was proverbial. He 
never sought the "lime-light," but 
was content to labor without ostenta- 
tion, for the measures and ends which 
he deemed just and expedient. He 
passed away, at the Hotel Somerset 
in Boston, October 27, 1915, having 
been in declining health, for some time, 
from valvular disease of the heart. 
In his death Xew Hampshire lost a 
loyal son, whose memory her people 
will cherish and honor for many years 
to come. But while his death will 
long be mourned and his memory 
honored by the public at large, who 
esteemed him for his devotion to the 
welfare of his native state, his loss is 
most deeply felt, by the wide circle 
of intimate friends, who knew him 
and loved him for the kindly heart, 
the genial nature, the generous dis- 
position and unaffected simplicity 
of manner which characterized him 
in the close relationships which most 
truly reveal the nature of man. 



CONGREGATIONAL CHURCH, NEWINGTON 

Historical Sketch Head at the Bi- Centennial Celebration, 

November 3, 1915 
By Jackson M. Hoyt 



I have read that the most important 
part of history is its beginning. To 
this I attach the three familiar say- 
ings: "a thing well begun is half 
done/'' "as the twig is bent so the 
tree is inclined/' and ''the, boy is 
father to the man." 

Now it is the history of this ancient 
church that I am to bring before you, 
and I wish briefly to allude to its be- 
ginning, and the question arises — 
when and where did it begin? Was 
it on the 26th day of October, two 
hundred years ago, and in this house 
where we are assembled today? I 
think not. Let us lift -the veil and 
take a look back, at least forty-five 
years earlier, to 1670, when the white 
man's foot first pressed the soil of this 
section. 

I believe the seed from which sprang 
this early church was then already 
planted in the hearts and souls of 
those early settlers; that they, being 
God-fearing and God-loving men,* 
were fixed in their purpose to estab- 
lish homes for themselves and those 
dependent on them, and to erect an 
altar to their God, where, without 
molestation, they might worship and 
give due reverence to the Almighty. 

During this early period the lives 
of these hardy pioneers were fraught 
with danger, hardship and privation. 
They had to contend with the severity 
of the New England winter, the sav- 
agery of the red man and the fury of 
the wild beasts; for it was a wilderness 
where nature had held sway for cen- 
turies upon centuries. At first their 
sustenance was obtained principally 
from the waters of our beautiful river 
and bays, and by a very slow and labo- 
rious process they penetrated the for- 
est and erected crude homes and 
e-leared the land for cultivation. The 



old Indian trail was the only path they 
found; with the advent of the horse the 
trail became a bridle path and, later, 
was made wider for the passing of ve- 
hicles; and thus, step by step, they 
advanced and increased till a settle- 
ment of several hundred souls was the 
result, and they called it ' ; Bloody Point 
Settlement," belonging partly to Do- 
ver and partly to Portsmouth, and 
were subject to taxation in these ear- 
lier settlements. 

About the beginning of the eight- 
eenth century there was evidently an 
uneasiness manifested here, arising 
from the desire to establish a local - 
government of their own; and the 
first act of theirs to bring this about 
was to plan and erect a public meeting 
house. This by much hard work and 
many sacrifices was accomplished. 
Next a petition to the General Court 
was drawn up and signed by fifty-two 
individuals, asking to be exempted 
from paving dues for the support of 
preaching in Dover; setting forth the 
difficulties they had to encounter in 
crossing the river, etc., and adding 
thereto the statement that they had 
recently built a meeting house of their 
own, and wished to become a separate 
parish. 

This prayer was granted, and the 
first act that we find on record is that 
of a meeting held in this house in 
January, 1713, the purpose of this 
meeting being to confer in regard to 
obtaining a minister to settle among 
them. A paper was drawn up for- 
subscriptions of money and an amount 
was pledged at once. A committee 
was appointed to carry out the pur- 
pose of the meeting, and their first 
candidate was Samuel Fisk, who 
preached several Sabbaths; then came 
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reverend gentlemen could he induced 
to settle as their pastor. Later 
Joseph Adams, who had, previous to 
this time, been a private tutor in the 
family of one of the well-to-do resi- 
dents, and who had a license to preach, 
was called ; accepted, and terms of 
settlement were agreed upon. "On 
the 26th day of October,. 1715, a fast- 
was kept and a church gathered con- 
sisting of 9 men: John Downing, 
Thomas Rowe, B. Bickford, John 
Dam, Richard Downing, formerly 
members of Dover Church, and John 
Fabyan, John Downing, Jr., Hat evil 
Nutter and Moses Dam taken into 
full communion. " 

Three weeks later Mr. Adams was 
ordained, and on January 15, 1716,' 
the sacrament of the Lord's Supper 
was celebrated for the first time in 
this parish. On March 11, 1716, 
the first woman to become a member 
of this church was admitted, by the 
name of Deborah Crockett. From 
that time on, during the long pastorate 
of Parson Adams, there were admitted 
to membership from year to year, 
including the nine men already men- 
tioned, 172 persons — 104 women and 
68 men. Infant baptism was of com- 
mon occurrence and the list is very 
lengthy. Of marriages performed by 
him I find recorded 348. The first 
is dated March 15, 1716, Jonathan 
Downing and Elizabeth Xelson — the 
last July 3, 1782, Stephen J. Thomas 
and Olive Bickford. Xo deaths are 
recorded; and now I deem it pertinent 
to remark that the settling of Joseph 
Adams in this place, to be the first 
pastor, was a most fortunate event 
and far reaching in its effects. He was 
a member of the famous and gifted 
Adams family of Braintree, now 
,Quincy, Mass., a graduate of Harvard 
College and a man endowed with 
great talents and executive ability, 
well fitted to lead and guide this new 
church organization and to give ad- 
vice in civic affairs to a newly incor- 
porated township. His teachings, his 
influence, his example were an in- 
spiration, and did much in shaping 



the destiny of this people. Four 
generations have passed away, a few 
of the fifth remain and the sixth, 
seventh and eighth are here'. His 
death occurred May 26, 1783, making 
a pastorate of nearly sixty-eight years, 
he having been on earth nearly ninety- 
five years, and now we, his children, 
rise up and call him blessed. 

Llis co-workers in this church were 
Deacon John Fabyan and Capt. John 
Downing, who were chosen Elders in 
the church in 1724. Others who 
filled the office of deacon during his- 
pastorate were — Deacon Dam, now 
Dame (whether John or Moses the 
record does not make clear), Setli 
Ring, William Shackford, Benjamin 
Adams, Moses Furber and John- 
Nutter, Probably the most conspic- 
uous and influential citizen of that 
time was the Hon. John Downing, 
Jr., who in 1740 was a member of the 
Governor's Council. Soon after Par- 
son Adams' settlement he began the 
erection of a dwelling house on the 
plot of land given to him by the 
parish. This was completed in 1717, 
and, three years later, he married 
Mrs. Elizabeth Janvrin, widow, the 
daughter of John and Bridget Knight. 
To them were born three sons, all 
living to become prominent and 
worthy citizens, and whose descend- 
ants have been many and widely 
scattered throughout this broad land 
of ours. 

After the death of Parson Adams, 
his youngest son, Deacon Benjamin 
Adams, was made clerk of the church 
and recorded in his father's journal 
seventeen baptisms performed by 
neighboring pastors. We find no 
other church records till 1788 when, 
on the 9th of January, Joseph Lang- 
don, another college graduate and a 
member of the historic Langdon 
family of Portsmouth, was called. 
At this time there were twenty-six 
members, six men and twenty women. 
During Parson Langdon's pastorate 
fifteen members were taken into the 
church — ten of them women. I will 
state that during the two pastorates 



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of Adams and Langdon the town and 
parish were as one and the same. 
The minister's salary was voted and 
assessed the same as other town taxes. 
As I have already mentioned Parson 
Adams built his own house, and there 
resided and reared his family, and 
from the time of his demise it has 
been owned and occupied by his lineal 
descendants. Parson Langdori was 
provided for in another way. The 
town, about twenty years previous 
to his coming, had purchased, from 
Nicholas Knight, t wentv acres of land, 



wards called the "Old Parsonage." 

It was built about 1700, by Richard 
Pummery, who was the first sexton 
at this old church. During Mr. 
Langdon's pastorate William Hoyt 
and Joseph Tibbetts were the sextons. 
For some reason Parson Langdon 
did not measure up to the needs and 
requirements of his people and they 
refused to attend service and even 
rebelled against being taxed to sup- 
port him. At one time, it is related 
that the sexton, Mr. Hoyt, was his 
only hearer. Finally, after many 



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with the building thereon, known as 
the Richard Pummery place, and ad- 
joining forty acres of other land known 
as the parsonage, which Mr. Adams 
had been given the use of. In antici- 
pation of Mr. Langdon's coming the 
town enlarged the Knight house and 
gave it a thorough repairing, and into 
this house Parson Langdon moved and 
reared his family of four daughters, 
Polly, Elizabeth, Temperance and 
Hannah. His wife was Patience Pick- 
ering, daughter of Thomas Pickering 
of this place. This house, now owned 
by the town, and used by the local 
Historical Society, was ever after- 



futile attempts to persuade him to- 
relinquish his charge .and vacate the 
office of pastor, terms of settlement of 
claims were reached, through the good 
offices of a council, called for that 
purpose, and in 1810, after being here 
twenty-two years, he retired to his 
farm in Portsmouth, and died in 1824 
at the age of 66. 

Nothing further is found in the 
record for a period of sixteen years. 
Surely the spiritual needs of this 
people must have been sadly neg- 
lected. In October, 1826, Rev. Israel 
W. Putnam of the North Church, 
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Supper. Then there were but two 
surviving members of this church — 
Mrs. Eleanor Shackford and the widow 
of Parson Langdon. About twenty 
members of other churches were 
present. Rev. Henry Smith, of New 
York, while visiting relatives in Dur- 
ham in 1827, became interested in this 
people and labored with much success 
here and five persons were added to 
the membership, including Joshua 
Downing Berry, who afterwards, en- 
tered the ministry and was father to 
John J. Berry, M. D., now of Ports- 
mouth. Ten more were added later. 
Two of these were living in 1870, when 
the church was re-organized. 

There was occasional preaching 
here- by Congregational ministers till 
1813. They were neighboring pastors 
from Dover, Portsmouth and North 
Hampton. 

Since that date nothing is recorded 
till 1857; but in the town records we 
find that the legal voters, about 1836, 
took action at the annual town, meet- 
ing to remodel and improve the old 
meeting house so long neglected, and 
it was voted to expend the surplus 
money coming to this town from the 
National Treasury for that purpose, 
and in 1838 the old structure under- 
went a great change. It was raised 
two feet higher from the ground, and 
its exterior and interior made to con- 
form to the style of architecture then 
in vogue, and about as we find it 
today. 

We will now return to the year of 
1857 — a time when my own memory 
serves me. " It was at this time that 
Rev. Jacob Cummings and Rev. Asa 
Mann came here and found the place 
destitute of religious worship. They 
visited among the people and held 
public services on the Sabbath. The 
outcome was that Mr. Mann, who was 
from Exeter, was invited to remain 
for a season and stayed eighteen 
months. In 1859, Rev. Amos G. 
Bartlett succeeded him for a while. 
The records say that the attendance 
was good, usually filling the church at 
the afternoon service. A library of 



suitable reading matter was started, 
with 125 volumes. A new Bible was 
given for the pulpit, a gift from Rev. 
Alorizo H. Quint, whose grandfather 
was a native of Xewington. A new 
organ was procured through Mr. 
Mann's efforts. 

In the month of November, 1859, 
Rev. John LeBosquet came here and 
took up his abode as our pastor, and 
remained four years, supported in part 
by the N. H. Missionary Society and 
the Massachusetts Society for the 
Promotion of Christian Knowledge, 
as well as by the people here. He was 
the first Congregational minister to 
reside here, with his family, since the 
removal of Rev. Mr. Langdon in 1810. 

In 1862, during Mr. LeBosquet's 
ministry, several of our leading citi- 
zens formed themselves into a society 
to be called the Congregational So- 
ciety of Newington. The first article 
in the Constitution reads as follows: 
"The object of this Society shall be 
the maintenance of Public Religious 
Worship, in conformity to the usual 
custom of Trinitarian Congregational 
Churches in this State. " The charter 
members were Elias Frink, Darius 
Frink, John A. Pickering, James Hoyt, 
William Rollins, William W. Nutter, 
Isaac Brackett, Thomas G. Furber, 
Ruel J. Beane, Joseph W. Pickering 
and James A. Pickering. Although 
none of these gentlemen were church 
members, they were constant attend- 
ants at church and contributed liber- 
ally to its support; and it was largely 
through their efforts that religious 
services were continued to the time of 
the re-organization of the church in 
1870 3 when two of the above named 
were received into the church — 
Messrs. John A. and James A. Pick- 
ering. After the retirement of Mr. 
LeBosquet, to another field of labor, 
Rev. Mr. Mann again visited the 
town, visiting from house to house, 
and remained a month, doing mission- 
ary work. The pulpit had at times 
been occupied by Rev. Tobias Ham 
Miller of Portsmouth, a preacher of 
Universalism. 



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In 1S64, on January 31, and Feb- 
ruary 7, Rev., Sewell Harding of 
Auburndale, Mass., preached, passing 
his time during the week among the 
people, and continued to supply the 
pulpit till the autumn of .the same 
year, when Rev. Franklin Davis 
succeeded him. After being here six 
years a desire on the part of several 
of his hearers was manifested for 
the establishment of the institutions 
of the church in their fulness, and, 
accordingly, a council was called, 
setting forth the fact that there 
were two members of this old 
church still living and others were 
desirous of joining. The council 
convened on Wednesday, September 
7, 1870. Rev. Edward Robie pre- 
sided. Deacon John S. Rand of 
Portsmouth was a delegate,, and of the 
fourteen who participated in the de- 
liberations of this body I believe the 
two above named are the only ones 
now living on earth today. Fourteen 
names were added to the roll on that 
•occasion, making a membership of six- 
teen; and from time to time additions 
have been made, and now our mem- 
bership is thirty-six, seven of whom 
are classed as absent members. 

Rev. Mr. Davis remained six years, 
-after the re-organization of the church, 
and filled the office of church clerk, 
and kept a true and faithful record of 
all the activities of the church. 

He removed to Tamworth, N. II., 
and it was while serving that people as 
their pastor that he was called to meet 
his Maker, in whose service he had so 
faithfully labored. His successor here 
was Rev. Willis A. Hadley, whom you 
have met here today, and whose time 
of service here antedates that of ail 
the surviving pastors of this church. 
After seeing him and listening to him 
today you will agree that it is need- 
less for me to tell you how the people 
regretted his departure from us to his 
next field of labor, in the town of Rye, 
where,. on August 21, 1S78, he was 
ordained into the ministry. Mr. 
Hartley's term of service here was his 
first attempt to act as pastor over a 



church, and. considering his youth, 
and lack of educational and theologi- 
cal training, he proved himself to be 
a very earnest and effective speaker, 
and, being an excellent singer, he be- 
came very popular, especially with 
the young people, who to quite a 
degree were moved to enter in by the 
straight and narrow way.- Today 
Brother Hadley stands in the front 
ranks of our ministry. 

The next to take up his abode with 
us as our pastor was Rev. Elijah 
John Roke, an Englishman — a man of . 
very singular personality. He was 
unlike anyone we ever met. His 
eccentricity was noticeable in every- 
thing he did or said; yet he was an 
able preacher, and his sermons were of 
an high order, and his memory was 
such that he boasted that he could 
give the chapter and verse of any 
passage of Scripture that anyone 
might quote. Many who had not 
been accustomed to attend church 
services came to listen to him and he 
usually had a good-sized congregation 
to preach to. It was during his pas- 
torate that the congregation votedto 
have but one service, doing away with 
the forenoon session. He preached 
his farewell sermon November 23, 
1879. 

During the summer of 1881 our 
pulpit was supplied by Rev. John S. 
Bachelder of St rat ham. The _ next 
upon the list is Rev. George Smith of 
Northwood, who was with us two 
years. His family did not move here 
and he made his home with Mr. James 
Alfred Pickering. His term of service 
ended March 30, 1884. 

It was in June, 1885, that Rev. Wm. 
S. Thompson of South Acton, Me., 
was invited to become our pastor, 
and remained till May .31, 1892. 
During Mr. Thompson's pastorate 
the new parsonage was erected! and 
he and his family were the first occu- 
pants, moving in during the latter part 
of the year 1886. He and his good 
wife are now spending their declining 
years on a farm at Hampton Fails, 
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children. His earthly pilgrimage has 
been a life well spent in true Christian 
service and for the betterment of man- 
kind. 

In the month of October of the 
same year, Rev. Henry Pitt Page, 
formerly of Canterbury, N. H.. was 
welcomed to the pastorate and re- 
mained till June, 1894, at which time 
he voluntarily resigned to enter into 
the employment of a publishing house 
as travelling agent. During his stay 
with us, eight names were added to the 
church roll, and a very enthusiastic 
Christian Endeavor Society was or- 
ganized. 

It was but a short time after Mr. 
Page's withdrawal that we secured 
the services of Rev. C. Wellington 
Rogers of Lisbon Falls, Me., a fine 
specimen of God's creation, strong 
and robust in body, with a mind 
well equipped for the service he had 
come to give us. It was during his 
term of service that the meetings 
were changed from afternoon to 
morning, a custom that still prevails, 
and this old house was generally well 
filled to listen to his preaching. 
But this small parish proved to be 
a "pent up Utica" for him and he 
yearned for a broader field and greater 
results, and after a short pastorate, 
of less than two years, he left us with 
our regrets and lamentations. In a 
few months from this time we had 
engaged Mr. John W. Bell of Ames- 
bury, Mass., an evangelist, to occupy 
our pulpit, taking up his abode in the 
parsonage. He began his labors in 
July, 1890, and a council was called 
and he was ordained, August 26, it be- 
ing 108 years since the ordination of 
Joseph Langdon. Mr. Bell was a 
faithful, earnest, Christian man, a 
most zealous worker in the Master's 
vineyard. Frail in body and of health 
impaired, he strove with all the power 
he could command to convert and 
save souls, and, like the Master whom 
he served, he was by many misunder- 
stood and ignored. During his minis- 
try here there were thirteen names 
added to the roll of membership. His 



last service with us was on Sunday. 
June 3, 1900. He went from here to 
Beattystown, N. J., where, about ;t 
year later, he was called home to meet 
his God. 

It? was on November 4, 1900, that 
Mr. Charles R. Small, a licensed 
preacher, began a year's service as our 
acting pastor. Mr. Small was a 
young man of unusual powers of per- 
ception, and gave us excellent service 
as a preacher and singer, leaving us. 
at the close of the year, to become the 
pastor of a larger church at York, 
where he was ordained into the min- 
istry. He has recently been called 
to locate at Bristol, R. L, as pastor 
of the Congregational church in that 
place. 

His successor was Rev. Myron S. 
Dudley who, after supplying our 
pulpit for several Sabbaths as a candi- 
date, began his pastorate here Mav 
2, 1902. " In Mr. Dudley we had with 
us a man ripe in the service of the 
Master, a veteran of the Civil War, 
a scholar and author, a gentleman in 
every sense of the word, a public- 
spirited citizen, an interesting and 
intelligent conversationalist, an able 
sermonizer and a man after God's own 
heart. While serving us as pastor, 
on November 17, 1905, he was stricken 
with heart trouble, and was taken 
from us at the age of 68 years, he being 
the first minister to pass' away while 
serving this church, since the death 
of Parson Adams 122 years previous. 

It was in the following month of 
May, 1906, that Rev. Frank E. Rand 
from Temple, N. H., began his min- 
istry with us as a successor to Rev. 
Mr. Dudley, remaining till August 9,. 
1908. Mr. and Mrs. Rand united 
with this church during his pastorate., 
and are still numbered with this flock 
as absent members. He has retired 
from the ministry and resides in 
Connecticut. 

On October IS, 190S, there came 
to us a young man, Mr. Don Ivan 
Patch, a student at Harvard College, 
with an endorsement from Rev. E. C. 
Smith, Secretary of the N. H. Home- 



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Missionary Society; He was given 
an opportunity to show his mettle 
and preached five Sabbaths, and was 
then engaged to continue his labors 
here for an indefinite time, coming 
Saturdays and returning to his studies 
Monday mornings, and was enter- 
tained over the Sabbath by different 
families throughout the parish, giving 
him and the people an opportunity to 
become more intimately acquainted. 

It was a very pleasing arrangement 
and resulted in many pleasant recol- 
lections that will be long cherished. 
Mr. Patch proved himself to be a 
person of^ sterling character, and of 
ability that gives promise of a bril- 
liant future. . During his term of 
service, lasting twenty-seven months, 
there were nine members added to 
the church, all women and by pro- 
fession. The Christain Endeavor So- 
ciety, which had ceased to exist for 
about seven years, was revived 
through his efforts and is still alive. 
Since leaving us he has completed his 
studies at college, taken unto himself 
a wife, been ordained, and is now 
a full-fledged preacher doing good 
service at North Beverly, Mass. 

.Mr. Patch voluntarily withdrew 
from this parish February 26, 1911, 
and it was April 30 when Rev. Isaiah 
Perley Smith, a veteran preacher, 
came as a candidate to preach and, on 
June 4, he was asked to come among 
us to be our pastor for a vear, and 
remained till July 14, 1912. Mr. 
Smith retained his residence in Law- 
rence, Mass., during his pastorate 
here, and our people were becoming 
somewhat anxious to secure a minister 
who would become a resident and 
occupy the parsonage which had been 
lying idle since Mr. Rand's occupancy 
three years previous, believing that- 
better results would follow with a 
resident minister and therefore Mr. 
Smith was asked to terminate his 
relations to us as pastor, and was 
followed by the coming of Rev. Wil- 
liam G. Berkeley and family who have 
been with us since January 1, 1913. 
Mr. Berkeley is giving us excellent 



service; his sermons are well received, 
and are nicely adapted to the times 
in which we live, but in no way de- 
parting from the fundamental truths 
recorded in Holy Writ, and we con- 
sider him a worthy successor to all 
the foregoing list of faithful teachers, 
through whose efforts the light upon 
the altar has been kept alive during 
these two hundred years. 

And now, as I conclude this rambling 
sketch, I must not fail to mention 
the debt of gratitude we, as a people, 
owe to the good Dr. Robie, who has 
been our friend and neighbor at Green- 
land for sixty-three years; who, when- 
ever there was a lapse between the 
'going of one pastor and the coming of 
another, would come, and did come 
and minister to our needs. Many a 
Sabbath afternoon has he, after 
preaching to his own people in the 
-morning, given us a service, and has 
officiated at many funerals besides, 
and in many instances refusing com- 
pensation, returning at one time a 
purse of seventy-five dollars to our 
church treasury which had been 
collected and presented to him; and 
we all hope to live to see him round 
out a century, even if in so doing he 
shall exceed in years of service 'the 
record of our first pastor, Joseph 
Adams, and we thus surrender to 
Greenland the distinction so long en- 
joyed by us, as having had the longest 
pastorate in the state. 

I feel also that this paper would 
not be complete without some men- 
tion of the means provided for the 
erection of our neat and commodious 
parsonage. This was brought about, 
primarily, by Miss Lydia Rollins, a 
descendant of one of the early families 
to settle here. In her will, probated 
in 1884, some after her demise, was a 
bequest to the Congregational Society 
of five hundred dollars, to be applied 
to the building of a parsonage, pro- 
vided an equal sum should be sub- 
scribed and expended for that purpose 
within five years after her decease. 
In 188G the" Congregational Society 
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members subscribed one hundred 
dollars each, and other contributions 
were secured, making a sum of about 
eighteen hundred dollars. Land was 
.procured and a commodious set of 
buildings erected.' opposite the meet- 
ing house. They who subscribed 
most liberally were James Hoyt, 
Thomas G. Furber, Elias Frink, Darius 
Frink, John A. Pickering and James 
A. Pickering — one hundred dollars 
each. Other contributors of the same 
amount were Mrs. Hannah P. Newton, 
Francis E. Langdon, M. D., and the 
Church Aid Society of Newington; 
other smaller contributions swelled 
the amount to the total already men- 
tioned. In 1913 running water was 
installed, the expense of the same 
being borne by Mrs. Amanda Picker- 
ing. In addition to the bequest of 
. five hundred dollars for the parsonage, 
Miss Lydia Rollins also gave the "sum 
of one thousand dollars, and her sister 
Martha the same amount, to con- 
stitute a fund, the income to be ap- 
plied to the support of preaching in 
this church. "We also have a fund of 
five hundred dollars, additional, for 
the same purpose, bequeathed by Mrs. 
Sarah A. Langdon, a native of this 
town. These funds bring us one 
hundred dollars annually. The re- 
mainder of our minister's salary is 
secured by voluntary contributions. 
The heaviest contributor at present 
is Hon. Woodbury Langdon, whose 
heart and purse are ever ready to 
respond ,to our needs. We also had 
another friend in the late Edwin 
Hawkridge, deceased a year ago, since 
which time Mrs. Hawkridge has con- 
tinued to remember us. 

Another and very important factor 
in solving the problem of obtaining a 
sufficient amount for the minister's 
salary has been and is the Reaper's 
Circle, composed wholly of ladies of 



the parish, who have, for the past 
thirty years raised by various means 
about three thousand dollars which 
they have expended one way and 
another in furnishing the church and 
parsonage, besides helping toward 
paying our minister's salary, contrib- 
uting the sum of fifty dollars annually. 
And now as I close this narrative 
we find ourselves at the threshold of 
another century, a body of thirty-six 
members, seven of whom reside be- 
yond the limits of our township, hav- 
ing but twenty-nine resident members 
to carry on the various activities of 
the church, raising by divers means 
six hundred dollars for the minister's 
salary. The conditions that exist 
here today relating to our temporal 
welfare are far superior to those of 
earlier times. Abundance and com- 
fort abound in our homes; our bless- 
ings are far beyond compute, yet 
spiritually we are lacking and desti- 
tute, and the question arises — -Does 
the present generation appreciate 
and cherish this blessed heritage 
passed down to us from the fathers of 
two centuries ago? — this beacon light 
that has stood unmoved, though often 
assailed, the emblem of God's imper-. 
ishable Kingdom? For an answer I 
look around me and find that many 
of the fathers of the present day are 
seldom seen within these walls; the 
young men and boys spend their 
Sabbaths in desecration of the day 
by hunting, cycling, boating and 
other forms of amusement; only about 
one tenth of the inhabitants attend 
divine worship and man}' contribute 
nothing towards its support. This is 
indeed a sorry picture and it leads one 
to believe and to expect that, unless 
God in some mysterious way shall open 
the eyes of his perverse and wayward 
children, then this old church wilL 
languish and its history will cease. 



dKHS? 



THE METTLE OF NEW HAMPSHIRE 



By Fred Lewis Patlet 



A beautiful thought it was, a poet's 
thought," a patriot's thought, an in- 
spiration, that, forty-two years ago,^ 
impelled General John A. Logan to 
proclaim that the whole nation shall 
cease for one day its labors and dwell 
in the memory of the past; that it 
shall strew with the choicest flowers 
of the spring the graves of the gallant 
defenders of the republic. And for 
forty-two years without a break the 
order has been obeyed. Beautiful, I 
say, beyond the power of words to 
express, pathetic, inspiring. If there 
lives an American who could look 
without a swelling in his throat upon 
this little band of old men who today 
have marched to the graves of their 
comrades, followed by the children* 
whose tin}" hands were full of apple 
blossoms, that man — let him not call 
himself by the sacred name American. 
Glorious the nation that cultivates 
its heroic past, that lets not die the 
traditions of its early years, that for- 
gets not those who toiled and who 
fought for her, those who gave their 
lives to preserve her unity and her 
sacred honor. 

There has been small need in the 
years that are past to instruct New 
Hampshire men as to the meaning of 
patriotism, or to harangue them as 
to their duty in times of national 
crisis. If there is a territory any- 
where in this world today that can 
boast of being free soil, that territory 
is our own Granite State. It was 
settled by picked men and women, 
doubly picked, the best from out the 
best. No cowards and weaklings 
dared to venture across that "vast 
arid furious ocean' 7 of colonial days. 
Only the strongest came, men and 
women of character and courage, and 
iron will. And their children, that 
second generation in America, fought 

•An address ('the introductory paragraph, only, omitted) 
30, 1910. Published for the historic interest attached to 
patriotic American spirit. 



the wilderness and the winter and 
the savage, and again it was only the 
fit who survived the ordeal. This 
second generation, reared m hardship, 
made masters of themselves in the 
iron school of the frontier, pressed 
northward from the sea coast up into 
these hill lands, these rocky fastnesses, 
as rugged v and as inhospitable a terri- 
tory as the hand of man ever subdued. 
For a generation the valleys ran£ 
with the blows of their axes, and 
their shouts to their toiling cattle. 
It was a race of giants that cleared 
these hillsides, that built those thou- 
sands of miles of stone fences, that 
made meadows amid the bowlders, and 
that smoothed down fields that were 
but heaped-up piles of glacial drift. 
There were giants in those days, and 
their sons were giants, mighty in 
stature and strong in limb. When 
the Xew Hampshire regiments were 
fitted out at the time of the Civil War 
it was found to be difficult to get uni- 
forms large enough for them. The 
fathers of the state were toiling men. 
God-fearing men, and they were 
terribly in earnest. And the later- 
generations that followed them were 
men of character. They had fought 
bare-handed with brute nature and 
had won; they had had about them 
the everlasting hills; they had lived 
under the stars and the free heavens. 

They had the still Xorth in their souls 
And the hill winds in their breath, 

And the granite of New Hampshire 
Was made part of them till death. 

And will you make slaves of men like 
these? Can you. coerce or compel 
them? Can you make them com- 
promise when freedom is at stake? 
Can you make them shrink from duty 
by the mere telling of danger? 
"Mountaineers," runs the saying. 
"are always free/" and where were 

delivered before Nelson Post, G. A. E, at Bristol, May 
many facta presented, and because of its? appeal to the- 



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there ever mountaineers more free 
than those who breathed the air of 
these White Mountain fastnesses? 

New Hampshire is one of the few 
states of the whole world.. that after 
nearly three centuries of corporate 
existence can boast that no foreign 
soldier ever set foot on her shore save 
as a guest or. as a ^mmm .of war. 
New Hampshire is law-abiding: it is 
one of the two states in the Union in 
which there never has been a lynch- 
ing. New Hampshire is free: it was 
the first colony to expel her royal 
governor. She has borne arms in 
ten wars and always with distinction. 
At Lewisburg in colonial days, William 
Vaughn, with four hundred New 
Hampshire men, captured the royal 
battery and decided the day. 

The Revolution, suddenly as it 
came' at last, found New Hampshire 
ready. By law every male inhabitant 
from sixteen to sixty had been required 
to own a musket, bayonet, knapsack, 
cartridge-box, one pound of powder, 
twenty bullets, and twelve flints. 
Every town was required to keep in 
readiness for use one barrel of powder, 
two hundred pounds of lead, and three 
hundred flints. Only four days after 
the battle of Lexington two thousand 
New Hampshire men of their own 
free will reported for duty, declaring, 
to use their own words, that they 
would "not return till the work was 



don* 



Three weeks later the state 



raised three regiments and placed 
them under General Ward. Then 
came Bunker Hill. Gentlemen of 
the Grand Army, you will search the 
standard histories in vain for the 
whole truth as to this battle. The 
reports were written by Massachu- 
setts men who would fain turn the 
glory of that battle to the old Bay 
State. Little is said about how Sulli- 
van and Langdon took Fort William 
and Mary, the first British post that 
was captured daring the war, seized 
its garrison, and carried away one 
hundred barrels of powder, the powder 
that made Bunker Hill possible. 
Senator Lodge in his history of the 



battle says: "Stark and his company 
now arrived on the field." Gentle- 
men, look at that company. It 
contained twelve hundred New Hamp- 
shire men, more than half of all the 
forces engaged in the battle. Fiske 
says that the American loss of life 
was almost wholly along the rail fence. 
but he does not add that that rail 
fence was held by New Hampshire 
men who did not break when the 
centre broke, but under the cool lead- 
ership of Stark covered the retreat, 
held the neck of the peninsula till 
the last Massachusetts man had 
crossed over, and thus prevented the 
battle from ending in disaster. 

It was Washington himself who 
declared that the four New Hamp- 
shire regiments — six hundred moun- 
taineers — won the battle of Trenton 
"before the other troops knew any- 
thing of the matter." And in the 
archives of our state are the trophies 
of Bennington, a battle won almost 
wholly by New Hampshire men after 
a march of fifty miles, and it must 
not be forgotten that it was the 
battle of Bennington that broke the 
power of Burgoyne and ultimately 
won our independence. 

And in our Civil War the record is 
as glorious. In 1860, had New Hamp- 
shire wavered one moment, Abraham 
Lincoln would never have been nomi- 
nated in the Chicago convention. 
She gave him the entire ten votes of 
the state and he was nominated by 
the bare majority of one and one-half 
votes. Nobly she supported him in 
the election which followed, giving 
him a plurality over Douglas of 1 1,639 
votes. Lincoln never forgot his debt 
to the state: he spoke of it often. 
And her faith in him never wavered. 
When in the black April of 1861 he 
called for seventy-five thousand vol- 
unteers to put down the insurrection 
in the South, no state surpassed her 
in alacrity. In fifteen days her first 
regiment had been enrolled and was 
in camp, and there had volunteered 
a thousand men more than were 
needed. "We are coming,, father 



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Abraham, ahimdrccl thousand strong." 
Thirty-two thousand New Hamp- 
shire men first and last went into the 
Union armies, New Hampshire's full 
share. 

What impelled these men of New 
Hampshire to go forth with such 
alacrity and in such numbers? They 
were not compelled to go. The old 
Granite State was hundreds of miles 
from the scene of action. My adopted 
state of Pennsylvania was invaded, 
and regiments were raised with the 
cry, "Your homes are in clanger,''' 
but New Hampshire men were six 
hundred miles from danger of in- 
vasion. The South fought with a 
gallantry unsurpassed in warfare, but 
the enemy was on their hearth-stones. 
New Hampshire, on the contrary, was 
fighting merely for a principle, she 
sent her sons to battle for an idea, 
and rather than surrender this idea 
they would give their lives. 
. Fellow-citizens, that is character, 
that is the mettle of these northern 
hills. Rather than allow one star to 
be erased from the banner that Wash- 
ington had made possible, that Jack- 
son had battled for, that Webster had 
defended, they would lay down their 
lives. Desperately as the South 
fought, the North fought better, for 
they were fighting for the flag of their 
country and in their hearts they knew 
they were right. No more tremen- 
dously earnest men ever went into 
battle. They gave themselves utterly. 
Almost five thousand of them died 
in the struggle, or one man out of 
every six, to say nothing of those who 
came back sick and disabled. New 
Hampshire men lie in every one of the 
thirty-eight national cemeteries. Her 
men were in every battle of the war. 
Eight of her regiments were at Fred- 
ericksburg, three fought in the Wilder- 
ness, at . Spottsylvania, and Port 
Hudson, three were at Gettysburg and 
Antietam and Deep Bottom, seven 
were at Drury's Bluff, nine were at 
Cold Harbor, eleven out of the total 
eighteen were at Petersburg, and, tp 
speak of no other battles, there were 



New Hampshire regiments at Bull 
Run, Malvern Hill, at Fort Fisher, 
Fair Oaks, Chancellorsville. South 
Mountain, Vicksburg, and Winches- 
ter. The first man to fall in the war 
was Luther Ladd, a New Hampshire 
man, yes, a Bristol man, and the first 
Union regiment to enter Richmond at 
the close of the long struggle was 
one of our own, honor to whom honor 
is due, the Thirteenth New Hamp- 
shire volunteers. 

I might spend the whole hour telling 
of the deeds of New Hampshire men 
on the fields of this war. I might tell 
of the grape-vine bridge that saved 
from destruction the, army of the 
Potomac at Fair Oaks and turned 
defeat into, victory, a structure that 
stood when all other bridges had been 
swept away by floods, a structure 
built solely by Colonel Cross of Lan- 
caster and the volunteers of the Fifth 
New Hampshire. I have no time 
for the recounting of heroic deeds. I 
can say this and it gives me pride to 
be able'to say it: No New Hampshire 
regiment ever faltered a moment 
when ordered into battle even when, 
as in the case of the Twelfth at Chan- 
cellorsville and Cold Harbor, or the 
Second at Groveton, or the fighting 
Fifth at Antietam, advance meant 
destruction as surely as ever it did to 
the Light Brigade at Balaklava. . . 

The Fifth New Hampshire lost 
during the war seventeen and six- 
tenths per cent, of its original volun- 
teers by. wounds in battle alone, to say 
nothing of those who died of .disease; 
the Twelfth lost fourteen and one- 
tenth per cent.; the Third lost twelve 
and eight-tenths per cent. Counting- 
deaths from all causes, the^ Ninth lost 
twenty-nine per cent, of its original 
volunteers, or almost one man in 
three; the Fifth and the Seventh lost- 
almost the same; and the Twelfth 
lost twenty-six and three-tenths per 
cent., or one man out of every four. 

But it is needless to eulogize New 
Hampshire or New Hampshire men. 
Her record is where the whole world 
can read it. She may be smalL and 



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rough, her soil may be rock-bound, 
and her winters may be severe, but 
the state that produced a- Stark, a 
Sullivan, a Langdon, a Hale, and a 
Webster, needs no eulogist. Her past 
speaks to the whole world. 

Four years ago on a June afternoon 
I was on the battlefield of Gettysburg. 
I stood on Round Top. I drove along 
the positions held by the Union lines — 
the Wheat Field, Plum Run, the 
Devil's Den, the Peach Orchard, 
Cemetery Ridge, Culp's Hill. It 
thrilled me, but on all that memorable 
day there were but three .times when 
my heart fluttered fast and the tears 
came into my eyes. The rest of the 
field was a moving story, fascinating 
beyond words, but thrice it became 
more than a mere battlefield. There 
were no tears in my eyes as I stood 
where that gallant charge of the 
Southern chivalry swept like a thun- 
derbolt into the Union centre, or as I 
stood where Armistead fell in the very 
heart of the .Union lines, the high- 
water mark of the Civil War, nor even 
in that consecrated acre that holds 
the thousands of the unknown dead. 
It was not here that the tears filled, my 
eyes till I no longer could see the bat- 
tleground or the monuments to the 
dead. It was in the Wheat Field 
under Round Top in the edge of the 
oaks where I came upon a piece of 
New Hampshire granite and upon it 
the record that on that spot fell 
Colonel Cross of the Fifth New Hamp- 
shire and twenty of his men. That 
regiment I remembered had gone 
from home a thousand strong and 
after the battle it had mustered only- 
eighty effective men. The rest had 
fallen at Fair Oaks, at Malvern Hill, 
Antietam, South Mountain, Fred- 
ericksburg, Chancellorsville, or had 
become incapacitated by disease or 
wounds. I remembered how that 
gallant leader had been wounded four 
times before Gett\'sburg, once at Fair 
Oaks where he had cried out to those 
who had stopped to bear him to the 
rear: il Never mind me, whip the 
enemy first and take care of me after- 



wards, ■" a speech as worthy of record 
as even that of Sydney at Zutphen. 
A New Hampshire man, and here he 
died. Again in the bloodiest angle 
of the advance I came upon the New 
Hampshire granite. It was where 
the Second Regiment's desperate de- 
fence made the Peach Orchard his- 
toric. I remembered that, of the three 
hundred and fifty-four men of this 
regiment who charged into this or- 
chard, twenty were killed outright, 
one hundred and thirty-seven were 
wounded and thirty-six were missing, 
or every other man. And I remem- 
bered, too, that it was this same New 
Hampshire regiment that at Groveton, 
entirely unsupported, charged the 
Confederate position with bayonets, 
crashing entirely through their two 
fines in a hand-to-hand struggle that 
left behind them one third of their 
whole force in killed and wounded. 
Again as I followed the Emmetsburg 
road I came upon the New Hamp- 
shire granite. It was on what had 
been the most bioody angle of the 
whole field where the Twelfth New 
Hampshire had stood for two mortal 
hours on that awful July afternoon. 
I read the inscription on that monu- 
ment. It is terse, it is eloquent, even 
as that on the field of Thermopvlae: 

July 2, 1863. Engaged, 22-1; killed, 
20; wounded, 73; died of wounds, 6. 

Do you realize what that inscrip- 
tion says? Just half of the regiment 
that went into that fight was killed on 
the spot or else wounded. Then I 
read on the back of the monument: 

Tliis. regiment was raised in four days; 
served nearly three years in the armies of the 
Potomac and the James, and lost in killed 
and wounded over fifty per cent, of those 
engaged at Chancellorsville and Cold Harbor 
and of its original number while in the service. 

It marched to this field on the night of the 
first, fought here on the second, and supported 
the centre against Pickett's charge on the 
third. 

Citizens of Bristol, let me remind 
you that that regiment was recruited 
almost entirely within a radius of 
twenty-five miies from this town hall, 
that one third of it came from Bristol, 



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Alexandria, and Hill. . To read its 
history is to realize the mettle of the 
men of these hillsides and valleys. 
Do you know that at Chancellorsville 
this regiment almost unsupported 
held the Confederate centre until a 
southern captive afterwards said that 
if they had moved up a gunshot they 
ctmld have fought behind a^mpart 
of rebel dead? Do you know that at 
Cold Harbor they charged a battery 
and fell so thickly that several of the 
regiment lay down thinking that since 
all about them had fallen to the 
ground the order to he down had been 
given and the}' had not heard it? 
And do you know that the battleflag 
of that regiment as it rests today a 
priceless relic in the archives of our 
state is not all there? Ask any sur- 
vivor of that regiment where the rest 
of that flag is and he will rise to his 
feet to tell you that Sergeant Howe of 
Holderness, who bore it at Gettysburg, 
fell dead in the charge, but his fingers 
were clutched so fiercely upon the 
flag that he was bearing that Corporal 
Davis who tried to take it from his 
hands could not loosen their hold, and 
in the haste of the battle could secure 
it only by leaving a piece a foot square 
m that dead grip. That is the mettle 
of New Hampshire men. 

I have spoken of only three regi- 
ments, but the same tale could be 
told of every organization that went 
from our state. I could spend the day 
with incidents of heroic patriotism. 
I could tell of the Sixth at Bull Run, 
of the Eighth at Port Hudson when 
out of one company only four came 
back unhurt, of the Thirteenth at 
Fredericksburg, of the Sixth and Ninth 
in the Wilderness and Spottsylvania, 
but to -tell it all would be to create 
another history of the war. 

But to come nearer home: This 
town of Bristol has its record, and it 
is one that matches well the proud 
record of the state of which it is a part. 
Let me quote from Musgrove's His- 
tory of Bristol. After giving a list of 
the soldiers from New Chester who 
served in the Colonial army during 



the Revolution, it says: "The above 
list contained thirty-four names, 
winch lacked but three of being just 
equal to the total number of enrolled 
men in New Chester in 1775, including 
those in the army.!' In other words 
the town furnished as many men for 
the Revolutionary war as there were 
men 4n the town/lacking only three. 
Truly, as the history says, it is enough 
u to make all succeeding generations 
proud of the record of the yeomen of 
the town.-' 

For the Civil War Bristol furnished 
one hundred and twenty different 
men, a number which was more than 
half of those who voted in the election 
of 1861. Of these "twelve died of 
disease, twelve were killed in action or 
died of wounds, twenty-two were 
wounded, ten of them twice and one 
of them three times." The town 
furnished forty men for the Twelfth 
Regiment and Alexandria some thirty- 
five, nearly all of whom were enlisted 
in one day by Captain Blake Fowler, 
the father of Dr. H. B. Fowler, a 
father and son whom any town or 
any state would be proud to enscribe 
on her roll of honor. Furthermore, 
Bristol raised upwards of $35,000 for 
the prosecution of the war, a sum 
which averaged between five and six 
dollars for every man, woman and 
child of her population. 

But the price which Bristol paid, and 
indeed which the whole North paid, 
can never be estimated in amounts 
of money or in numbers of men. Not 
half of the suffering and the sacrifices 
of those dark days can ever be told. 
Not all the graves of those who died 
on account of the war were decorated 
today. Of many of those who suf- 
fered the most keenly the world will 
never hear. What pen can tell of 
the old mothers and fathers whose 
sons were at the front? Of the wives 
and the children and the sweethearts 
in these little New Hampshire villages 
as the days and weeks dragged on 
with no news? The soldier had the 
excitement and the comradery of the 
camp, and even in the battle he was 



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carried along by the rush of events, 
by the thrill of the moment, by the 
esprit de corps that made him for a 
time forget the awful danger, and rush 
on in reckless excitement. And at 
the front he always knew the latest 
news of the regiment; he knew the 
worst at once and the best, but the 
mothers at home — there should be a 
wreath today on the grave of every 
mother who gave a son to this war. 
They are all gone now, those mothers 
of the war. The strife that united 
our nation added to their gray hairs 
and shortened their days. All honor 
to the mothers of New Hampshire men 
who could offer even their sons on the 
altar of freedom that their country 
might not perish! 

But there is little need of my re- 
viewing the war for you old soldiers 
of the Grand Army of the Republic. 
You know it all better than I can ever 
know it, though I might give my life 
to the task. I was born in the battle 
year of 1863, and all that I know of 
the great struggle has come from 
books and from the narratives of 
veterans, but there are those still 
living and present today who fought 
at Chancellorsvillo, at Fredericksburg, 
at Gettysburg, at Cold Harbor and 
Petersburg, and a score of other 
battles besides, and they need no 
words from me to tell them of the 
mettle of New Hampshire men, or of 
the deeds that helped to add to the 
glories of the old state we all love. 
Nonetheless it has seemed wise to 
me to dwell upon these things for the 
sake of those who, like me, know only 
of the traditions of the struggle. The 
greater part of this audience was born 
since the war. It will be half a cen- 
tury next April since the firing upon 
Fort Sumter. The man of sixty 
today in this audience was only nine 
years old on that historic day. To 
the children in our public schools the 
war seems as unreal and as far away 
as did the Revolution to you veterans 
in j'our own school days. The awful 
cost of the war, its suffering, its sacri- 
fices, are fading from the realization 



of our people. It comes no longer 
with a grip at the heart, and it is but 
natural. You of 1861 thought little 
of the War of 1812, a struggle that has 
been called our real war of independ- 
ence, a war fiercely fought and proudly 
won, yet that war was as near to you 
when you enlisted as the Civil War is 
to our school children today. 

As the old soldiers drop out one by 
one, as the years roll by with their new- 
problems, we are in danger of forget- 
ting what the war cost and what it 
meant. Memorial Day, after all, is 
more for the living than for the dead. 
It is for the impressing upon the rising 
generation of the lessons of the past; 
it is for a reviewing of the glorious 
deeds of the fathers on the fields of 
battle, not that war may be exalted 
or encouraged, but to instill deeply 
the lessons of loyalty to the flag and 
to the nation, of courage and fidelity 
to duty, of hatred of oppression, and 
of a love for freedom in this glorious 
land of the free. And it is only as we 
are true to our past, it is only as our 
boys, and girls have instilled deeply in 
their hearts these vital principles, 
that our nation can exist. 

The smoke has cleared with" the 
years. The hatreds and the prejudice 
have died away. The marks of war 
have all been obliterated and a new 
South has arisen upon the battlefields 
and along the fiery trails of the armies. 
The war now is but the evening dream 
of things afar. What did it accom- 
plish? Was it worth while that forty 
thousand young Northern men should 
be offered up on the altar of the Wil- 
derness and Spottsylvania alone. Has 
it been worth the price of two hundred 
and fifty thousand human lives, the 
very heart's blood of the nation, the 
picked young men just in the blossom 
of their manhood? Was the truly 
fabulous sum of money expended in 
this war too great? Was the price 
too much? 

No. Great as the price was, it was 
not too much. Today we are only 
beginning to realize what the war 
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and consider. In I860 we had but 
thirty-one millions of people. The 
mighty empire across the Mississippi 
was largely primeval wilderness in- 
habited by savages and thundered 
over by countless herds of buffaloes. 
A railroad across the continent was 
undreamed of; news from England 
took two weeks to come: a journey to 
the Pacific coast took longer than it 
does today to circumnavigate the 
globe. We were a provincial little 
nation to be compared almost with 
the United States of Brazil as it exists 
today. Who could foresee that in 
scarce fifty years we should make of 
that mighty buffalo range, that vast 
American desert, the granary of the 
world, that we should throw railroad 
after railroad across the continent, 
that we should string its vast sweep 
with nerves that would bring all of its 
ends together in a moment, that we 
should bring Europe within four days' 
journey and be able to communicate 
with her as we do our next . door 
neighbor at home? Who could fore- 
see then that we were to increase from 
thirty to ninety millions with the 
prospect of two hundred millions 
within the next century, that we 
should become a world power, and 
that the sun would never set upon the 
territory over which waves the stars 
and stripes? But all this has come 
true and within the lifetime of you 
veterans of the Grand Army of the 
Republic. The thunder of Dewey's 
guns at Manila and of Schley's at 
Santiago echoed around the globe 
and it taught the nations that a new 
star had arisen, that the scepter of 
world power was no longer in the East. 

"Westward the path of empire takes its way. " 

• England, for centuries the mistress 
of the Atlantic, is not the mistress of 
the Pacific. Europe is awake. Our 
great armada that circled lately the 
globe changed the thinking of the 
Eastern world. Their day is past. 
The early history of the world, 
the first act in the mighty drama, 
centered about the Mediterranean, 
the second act centered about the 



Atlantic, the third act will center 
about the Pacific, and the United 
States, with the Panama canal, the 
whole northwestern coast, the Hawai- 
ian Islands, and the Philippines, holds 
in its hands the future of that ocean. 
The third act in the mighty drama is 
to be ours. 

Now imagine, if you can, America 
with all this mighty future before her 
divided into two discordant parts. 
Think of the jealousies and the feuds 
between these two nations one of 
which had come into being in defiance 
of the other. Let us think of our 
Constitution as successfully defied 
and triumphed over, of disunion as 
an established precedent, of state 
sovereignty as an undisputed fact, of 
slavery as an institution which had 
been buttressed by a successful war. 
Is your imagination equal to it? 
Mine is not. And yet all this would 
have come had these soldiers not gone 
forth in their strength and poured out 
their last full measure of devotion. 

In the rush and confusion of the 
war it all seemed like chaos. For a 
time it seemed as if anarchy reigned 
and as if the demons of hell had been 
let loose to work their will upon earth, 
but now all is in different light. The 
plans of Almighty God work them- 
selves out often with slowness, but 
they work always to an end that at 
length is seen to have been inevitable. 
Lincoln 'saw it. His words in 1864 
have become a part of our history: 

The Almighty has his own purposes. 
. . . Fondly do we hope, fervently do we 
pray, that this mighty scourge of war may 
speedily pass away, yet if God wills that it 
continue until all the wealth piled up by the 
bondsmen's two hundred and fifty years of 
unrequited toil shall be sunk, and until every 
drop of blood drawn by the lash shall be paid 
by another drawn by the sword, as it was said 
three thousand years ago so still it must be 
said, "the judgments of the Lord are true 
and righteous altogether." 



To us of the twen- 
i« 



It is clear now. 
tieth century human slavery seems 
to belong to the far dark ages of 
mankind, to barbarism and savagery. 
It is inconceivable to us that it existed 
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years ago. Had the war done noth- 
ing but this, these dead whose graves 
we decorate today would not have 
died in vain. It made the land of the 
free for the first time in its history, 
really and truly the land of the free. 

Then, too, the war taught us that 
the yeomen of America are her stand- 
ing army. She needs no great military 
system, no barracks in every town, no 
law that compels every young man 
to spend some of his best years as a 
conscript. Our war taught us that 
the volunteer soldier of America is the 
best fighting man that the world has 
ever seen, and that he can be depended 
upon in the crisis. The New Hamp- 
shire regiments, "man for man, were 
remarkable bodies. Intelligent, alert, 
educated in the red school-houses of 
the hills, clear-brained and self-de- 
pendent. Strong of body, ambitious, 
trained to work, and free as the hill 
winds are free, they formed a fighting 
body that was remarkable. Until 
the substitutes began to come, the 
regiments were great families and no 
stringent laws were necessary. They 
had volunteered for business. Like 
the men of the Revolution, they had 
gone to stay until the work was done. 

There were no peasants in those 
regiments. Several months ago I 
stood in a German barracks yard and 
watched the arrival of the new recruits: 
the peasant lads of eighteen ready for 
their two years of service in the army. 
A pathetic sight it was. The most 
of them were mere clods like that 
awful figure in Millet's "The Man 
with the Hoe. " Thank God America 
has no war machine made up of 
material like this. The great con- 
flict taught us that if war shall ever 
come to us again — and God grant it 
shall not — the free sons of America 
will rise again of their own accord and 
they will be invincible. 

All honor to the volunteer soldier. 
It was he and not the officers who won 
the war. All honor to the little band 
of veterans who still survive. Four 
fifths of all that magnificent body of 
men that formed the armv of the 



North is sleeping now the sleep that 
knows no waking. And the most of 
those who remain have reached the 
Scriptural limit of threescore years 
and ten. A few more May days like 
this and we shall miss all of 'them; 
32,831 died last year. 

Fellow-citizens, the most valuable 
thing our nation has today is that 
little body of old men. While they 
live our country is secure. Then- 
presence is an inspiration. Every 
veteran here should be on this plat- 
form in the place of honor where ail 
may see. Their mere presence is 
worth a thousand-fold more than any 
paltry words of mine. Cherish them; 
make their old age joyous; nothing is 
too good for them. And here in their 
presence let us all resolve that, so far 
as it lies in our power, those things 
that they fought for shall not perish 
from our nation. Let us resolve that 
the traditions of the glorious past 
shall not die with them. Let us 
pledge ourselves that Memorial Day 
shall still go on after those who fought 
in the great war have all been gath- 
ered into the greater bivouac beyond 
this life. We need the lessons of 
those stirring days; we need the stimu- 
lus of their patriotism and, their sac- " 
rifice. 

-^ Men of Bristol, keep the town's 
name true to its glorious past; keep 
your state's name abreast of its glori- 
ous traditions. There are no wars now 
to fight with rebellious states or with 
foreign foes, and we thank God there 
are not. May honorable peace for- 
ever sit on the banners of our nation, 
but, if war must sometime come, so 
live that Bristol men may be found 
again ready and efficient. Make the 
old town stand for law and order, for 
sobriety, for patriotism, for progres- 
siveness, for righteousness. See to it 
that the sons and the daughters -are 
reared so as to be worthy of their 
state. The call today is for men, and 
New Hampshire must not fail in her 
chief crop, and she will not fail if we 
are true to the traditions of this day. 
While America holds as her heroes 



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Washington and Lincoln she can of the immortal Garfield, "It remains 

never be craven; while New Hamp- for us, consecrated by that great war 

shire remembers her Stark, her Lang- and under a covenant with God to 

don, her Cross, she can never sink keep that faith, to go forward in the 

into degradation; while Bristol keeps great work until it shall be completed " 

green the graves of her heroes of the Following the lead of that firm sweet 

great war and teaches her children soul who stood at the nation's helm 

the great lessons that the armies of in all the storm, and obeying the high 

that war have left as a priceless heri- behests of God, let us remember that 

iage, she can never be ignored and tt v ] j e ., , 

never be desoised sounded forth the trumpet that shall 

nevei ue at^pibecL never call retreat> 

I ne world is rising ever to higher He is sifting out the hearts of men before his 

altitudes. Let us keep its tune in n mercy seat, 

our hearts; let us keep step with the 0h be ^^f so ^ to answer him ' be J ub: ~ 

highest and the best. In the words Our God 'is mlrchmg on. 



TWO SONNETS 

(In Memory of C. E. H.) 
By James Riley 

Approbation 

He climbed steep stairs and knew it not that day, 

So great his heart's contending hope and fearf 
For he unschooled would critic ask to say 

Was his the line of heart to heart sincere? 
And would it reach the trodders on the way? 

Stepping! Stepping! Stepping! On to his dread Near! 
And all this in from winter's cold and gray! 

What would be Learning's verdict midst this drear? 
A genial late sun meets and leads him now 

On to his lasting Light! And the glow 
On Approbation's more than ivied brow 

As there the scholar read! Music's on-flow 
Continued as Joy's ship with Hope at prow 

Now sailed her seas afar where dream-flowers blow. 

Character 

A boy he looked to Greylock's tow'ring height, 

That massed its cloud or daunted sun or star! 
And there saw Truth in ever changing light — 

Pointing! Pointing! Forever pointing far! 
So 'twas the hill-taught child would later write 

The world's great abstract from its books, and dare 
Weigh Mind in marveled page! — Its halt or flight! 

But more than all this was his round and whole 
In grasp and hold of hand on Man's plinth high! 

Strong as the hills he left his great far soul 
Breathed character! Here coin rang to defy 

Taint of man's unevened! And why Worth's roll 
Flamed as she wrote his name, and reasons why. 



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THE LITTLE OLD MAID 

By R. M. S. 

Nothing but a little old maid, 

Shrivelled and plain, and prim; 
Her form in thread-bare garb arrayed, 
Her vision failing and dim; 

Yet unlovely wives, 
- And soiled wives, 
And wives who hated their yoke, 

And foolish men, 

And faithless men 
Of manhood paupered and broke, s 

Felt license to leer, 

To grin and to sneer— 

To sneer at the palpable joke. 

They saw but scanty locks of gray, 

Though once -a fluff of gold-brown hair; 

They saw but quivering lips that pray, 
Their smile a mirthless prayer. 

The soul rears its altar, unmeasured, unseen, 
And its flame is fed with hopes once green; - . 

Youth, strength, and gold-brown hair, 
Love and dreams, are alike laid there, 
Till its blind fire dies, and its ash lies cold, 
And red warm youth is pale and old. 

A daughter's debt she owed, 

And a daughter's debt is a long debt, 

As a waiting love is a waning love. 

The debt is paid; 

The burden lifted. 

But the bearer is wasted; 

Feet falter that ran. 
The jibe and the jeer grow dull on the ear, 
And the scorner may hoard his scorn. 

Stainless, uncared 

She walketh alone; 
Forgotten the girlish grace and form. 

Nothing but a little old maid, 

Shrivelled and plain, and prim; 
Her form in thread-bare garb arrayed, 

Her vision failing and dim. 

Human flotsam and jetsam, the waste of the wave, 
That breaks on the shore and recedes to its cave. 
Yet no hero stood firmer, no martyr gave more 
- Than that little old maid uncomplainingly bore,. 
And the path unillumined that duty hath trod, 
Still leads to the smile of an infinite God. 



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STORY OF AN OLD HOUSE 

By Fred Myron Colby 



The old house stood at the end of a 
country road, with a beautiful out- 
look. " On one side were the hills, 
gracefully wooded, sloping down to 
the valley, Bald Mountain, at the 
north, alone towering aloft with its- 
bare sides and summit of granite, a 
noble point in the landscape. The 
house stood at the very foot of the 
mountain, and below extended -the 
valley, bisected by a silvery stream 
and dotted with white farm-houses. 
Intermixed with these were green 
woodlands and cultivated fields — a 
quiet pastoral scene. 

The house was .the second oldest 
framed house built in town. Great- 
grandfather Durrell had built it 
before the Revolution. He had car- 
ried, the boards on his back across 
lots a mile and a half from the Davis 
sawmill on Silver Brook. The bricks 
of the huge chimney were brought 
from the Evans 7 brickyard, down in 
the valley, in the same way. All' 
the work was done by great-grand- 
father and the neighbors, and I sup- 
pose there was not a prouder woman 
than great-grandmother in the settle- 
ment, when she moved into it from the 
humble log cabin which they had 
built when they first moved into the 
wilderness. 

All around the house were lilac 
and rose bushes, which great-grand- 
mother had brought fiom her girlhood 
home in Newburyport. They grew 
and thrived in their transplanted 
home in New Hampshire, as they 
never did in their earlier home by the 
sea, and it was always one of the sights 
of the town — the quantity of roses 
and lilacs that bloomed by the old 
Durrell homestead. Rose Lawn and 
Lilac Lodge were names given to the 
old place by later generations, and 
were well deserved appellations. 

In the casing of the front door was a 
bullet hole, which is plainly visible 



today. The old house never stood a 
siege, but an interesting story is 
connected with this warlike insignia. 
The summer the house was built and 
before it was finished, great-grand- 
father's folks moved into it from the 
little log cabin. One September night 
great-grandfather was late in getting 
home from the "Corner," where he 
had been to buy some groceries, and 
great-grandmother was alone in the 
house with her firstborn child. The 
outside door was unhung and the 
entrance was protected by a heavy 
quih hung across the inside. In the 
evening a bear, prowling about the 
premises, sought to enter the house. 
Great-grandmother recognized the 
enemy and made a vigorous defence. 
Bruin, despite her protests, insisted 
upon entering, and great-grandmother 
resorted to a great iron poker drawn 
redhot from the coals in the great 
fireplace. Just at that moment great- 
grandfather returned, and, seeing the 
bear trying to force an entrance, dis- 
charged his musket. The shot killed 
the bear, the bullet going through 
Bruin's head and penetrating the 
door post — mute memento of an 
adventure that was the neighbor- 
hood's talk for many months there- 
after. 

On the intervale, at the lower de- 
clivity of - the farm, there was a 
famous spring, with some medicinal 
properties, which was frequently 
visited by the constantly decreasing 
band of Indians. Sometimes the red 
men would remain camped by the 
spring for a number of days, wander- 
ing up to the house occasionally for 
something to eat. Once great-grand- 
mother was alone when the red men 
came up to the door. They made so 
much noise that grandmother, a 
baby in the cradle, Yv'as awakened. 
But the forest men hushed the child, 
and gave 'her of their feather head- 



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gear and of their red and yellow 
paint, so that the babe went to sleep 
.. again, and the Indians always after- 
wards called her their little pappoose. 
You may be sure that great-grand- 
mother gave her visitors all that 
they desired in the way of food. 
And so that incident wove itself into 
the history of the old house. 

When the Revolution broke out. 
^great-grandfather and a dozen of his 
neighbors went to Cambridge, and 
were among those who made such 
brave defence with Stark behind the 
rail fence at Bunker Hill. Later he 
iollowed Stark to Bennington, and 
when he returned he brought with 
him as a captive guest one of Baum's 
Hessians — a young blonde Teuton 
who had been dangerously wounded 
in that decisive battle. The Hes- 
sian remained weeks in the old house 
watched over and cared for by grand- 
mother (the little pappoose) who was 
now a young lady of twenty. With 
good nursing and care, King George's 
soldier gradually recovered, and to 
complete the romance he and grand- 
mother married and bought an ad- 
joining farm. 

The years roll on and the old house 
has another story to tell. Grand- 
mother and her Hessian were the 
parents of six children, the youngest 
of which was Ermentrude — the dar- 
• ling of them all. One July day all 
. the neighbors, old and young, went 
up Bald Mountain to pick blueberries. 
Busily their fingers worked all day 
filling the pails and baskets with the 
luscious berries, and an hour before 
sundown the berry-pickers started 
homeward. But little Ermentrude 
could not be found. Where she had 
wandered they could not tell. Every- 
body turned out in the search, horns 
were sounded and dinner bells rung, 
but no trace was found of the los,t 
child. All night long the search was 
continued, but just before dawn 
great-grandmother heard a feeble, 
piteous voice at the door, and when 
she opened it there stood the six- 
year-old child, tired and frightened, 



indeed, but without a scratch upon 
her. 

Great-grandmother had placed a 
lamp in the window of the great 
kitchen, for she said, perhaps the 
child may see it and it will be a guide 
to her feet and a light to her path. 
3jic1 indeed it had. Little Ermen- 
trude had fallen asleep in the long 
sultry afternoon hours, and late in the 
night had been awakend by the 
clamor on the hills. Her eyes had 
caught the gleam of the lamp in the 
window and she had followed it all 
the long way from the hill to find 
home and shelter at last. 

One more story the old house has to 
tell, although there are many others 
it might relate if it chose to do so. 
When _ the war between the states 
broke out and President Lincoln had 
issued the call for seventy-five thou- 
sand men, father Durrell was one of 
the first to enlist. He had just been 
married, his bride being Ermentrude's 
daughter. Grandfather and grand- 
mother were still alive and carried on 
the old farm. The wedding had been 
on a beautiful May day. The last of 
June he went with his regiment to 
Virginia in time to participate in the 
first battle of Bull Run. His wedding 
suit packed in an old trunk, just as 
he left it, is still remaining in the 
attic of the old house. After the 
second battle of Bull Run he was re- 
ported among the missing, and as no 
news ever came of him it came to be 
believed that he* was dead. In that 
time I was born. 

Thanksgiving Day in 1862 was a 
notable event. It was the first 
Thanksgiving ever appointed by a 
President, and for the first time some 
notable successes had attended the 
Northern arms. So in every North- 
ern household the Thanksgiving table 
was set with bounteous cheer. But 
at ours, as at many others, there 
was a vacant chair, and there was 
very small taste for feasting. Just 
as we were about to sit down, a tall 
thin man, pale and worn, dressed in 
a suit of Union blue that showed 



Mount Yt 



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usagd and wear, came to the door. 
\h\ was invited to enter and partake 
of our good cheer. But when lie 
stood facing the household there was 
a loud cry, and mother fell into his 
arms. It was our soldier who had 
been mourned as dead. 

He had been taken prisoner and 
had nearly perished in the rebel 
prison pens, but had been given a 
discharge and would have to serve- 
no longer. And indeed he never was 
.able to do a day's work afterwards. 
But that was a merry Thanksgiving, 



the merriest we ever had, for the 
dead had returned to us, the lost had 
. been found. 

The old house still stands looking 
out upon the valley, through its 
blooming borders of rose and lilac 
bushes. It still gives shelter to the 
family whose ancestor built it one 
hundred and sixty-five years ago. 
It cherishes its old memories, but it 
has not forgotten to be hospitable. 
It loves to dream of the old times, 
but it has also a greeting and a wel- 
come for all inquiring visitors. 



MOUNT VERNON 

By Bertha B. P. Greene 

Sung in song and told in story, so the world its history knows: 
Standing there in simple grandeur it o'erlooks, in calm repose, 
The Potomac — grand old river — as silently it onward flows. 
I people its halls with grace and beauty — for the feast and for the dance- 
Brilliant hues and fine in texture, patch and powder. 
Standing in the stately parlor, lost in thoughts of a misty past; 
I see the old colonial statesmen, with belle and beau in the vision cast. 
I hear the scrape of a darkey's fiddle, and a call for the old "Virginia Reel"; 
Feel the rhythm of the dancers, hear a low laugh's silver peal; 
And the glow of bay berry candles, from their silver stands so tall, 
Their perfumed radiance giving, softly gleam along the wall, 
Where a portrait there is hanging, rich in tone, of colors old; 
'Tis a face both kind and mighty, pictured by the lines so bold, 
And you read the heavy markings that deep thought and care have laid; 
(Borne -with the strength of purpose that our Nation's history made). 
A mark, where he crossed the icebound river that cold December night; 
When the whirling snow and the bitter cold shut the land from his weary 

sight. 
But my vision clings to the homestead, with its light and merry cheer; 
I do not sense the sadness, the sorrowing heart or tear, 
Or feel the velvet blackness of the tomb by the river near. 
Just the love, and faith of his countrymen, their trust in war or peace; 
Their courage and life, with his heart in the strife; to his glory as years increase. 
First, in the war for his country; in its heart the first he stood, 
And for peace when the need arose, first stood for his country's good. 
His home, his tomb and the river are left from the long ago, 
And his name shall be honored and cherished, as long as the river shall flow. 



va* <~>* 



ONENESS AND OTHERNESS 

The Musings of a Quiet Thinker 
By Francis H. Goodall 



Two of the gravest mental prob- 
lems, with which thinkers have 
struggled, are oneness (unity) and 
otherness (diversity). 

The problem is to separate, and, 
also, to attempt to reconcile, the 
conflicting views and differences 
which arise in considering these mat- 
ters. 

Unity leads us directly toward the 
hard-beaten paths of predestination, 
foreordination, fate, and to all the 
perplexing problems involved there- 
with: that is — everything is all fixed 
and predetermined from the beginning 
by universal laws and decrees. 

But, diversity (or variety) leads 
us into every little by-path and way- 
side station, where we may wander 
around indefinitely, among illusions 
and pitfalls, in viewing the numerous 
changes going on about us — thus 
verifying that celebrated remark of 
Edmund Burke, namely — "What 
shadows we are and what shadows 
we pursue": or what my wise, ethical 
friend, Ralph Waldo Emerson, so 
-aptly contends for, viz. : that "We are 
all poor empirical pretensions. " 

We should, therefore, try to keep 
our thinking machines in first class 
working order, so that we can better 
reconcile and understand these nu- 
merous, conflicting problems and sift 
out the illusions and deceptive ap- 
pearances from what is really true, 
substantial and good. 

In this semi-automatic age, the 
tendency grows much stronger toward 
dementalization, decadence and de- 
generation in the mad rush and whirl 
for "getting rich quick," regardless 
of everything else, and thus sacrificing 



our spiritual, mental, moral and 
physical growth, vigor, and well- 
being to Mammon, which is really 
"Knocking us down and out :; with a 
solar plexus blow, so that we are un- 
fitted for any true enjoyment of life 
and its 'blessings. 

There are two sides to almost every 
question; so that, if we wish to arrive 
at reasonably correct conclusions, 
we must learn to look at both sides 
before we act; then, after mature 
reflection and balancing of the differ- 
ent views, we shall finally arrive at 
a much more definite conclusion. 

The mind naturally runs after 
and dwells on similarities — but to 
make it sharper and more discrim- 
inating, we should carefully notice 
" dissimilarities. " We shall then 
form much more correct views and 
opinions of life and its varied duties. 

To solve a problem in mathematics 
we must understand the relation of 
figures and take into consideration 
all the items relating x thereto. So it 
is in solving the problems of life and 
destiny, we must learn, by careful 
experience and observation, to under- 
stand our limitations; to sift all the 
facts, carefully; to reject that which 
is illusive and visionary; to hold fast 
to that which is based on the principles 
of right and truth, and which tends 
to promote the welfare and well-being 
of all men. 

He who lives truly will see truly, 
and all true peace and happiness in 
this life rests, finally, on the triumph 
of principles. We may then, indeed, 
"glory in our tribulations," when, 
like great, dark shadows, they may 
happen to fall on our pathway. 



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TWILIGHT IX THE CITY. 

By Lucy H. Heath 

Hurry! hurry! crowd and crush, 
Everybody's in a rush; 
Cars are crowded everywhere. 
Underground and in the air, 
Surface cars a perfect jam. 
» Everybody's going home. 

Faces tired, faces sad; 
Faces anxious, faces glad: 
- Faces showing use of wine, 

Faces pure, with love do shine. / 

How they mingle in the jam! 
Everybody's going home. 



TELL ME, DARLING 

. By L. H. J. Frost 

Tell me, darling, do you love me, 

Love me as in days of old, 
Ere my eyes had lost their luster; 

When my locks were tinged with gold*: 

Then you said my cheeks were roses, 
And my lips like buds half blown; 

And no wild bird's song was sweeter 
Than the music of my own. 

Then you said my form was sylph-like, 

And my step as light as air, 
As I wandered in the low lands 

Gathering lilies blooming there. 

But alas! Time brought sad changes, 
Gold-hued locks now look like snow, 

And the cheeks once fresh and blooming 
Lost their beauty long ago. 

Now my form has lost its lightness. 
And my steps have slower grown; 
Yet, my eyes, bereft of luster, 
* Gleam with lovelight all their own. 

Tell me, darling, do you love me, 
Love me as in days gone by? 

Unto me wilt thou prove faithful, 
True and faithful till I die? 



To. 



NEW HAMPSHIRE NECROLOGY 



DR. WILLIAM K. FLETCHER ' 
William K. Fletcher, a native of Cornish, 
son of Quart us and Ann (Kelly) Fletcher, 
born February 28, 1838, died at Sornerviile, 
Mass., January 13, 1916. 

Dr. Fletcher was a graduate of Dart mouth 
College, class of 1SG0, and Harvard Medical 
School, 1862. He served as assistant, surgeon 
in the U. S. Army 1S62-64. and commenced 
practice in Sornerviile in 1805, where he con- 
tinued. In 1874 he married Annie L. Tuft?, 
daughter of Oliver Tufts, in the house which 
wa3 the home of General Lee, in the Rev- 
olution. She died in 1913. For the last 
twenty years he had been engaged in the 
real estate business. He was a member of 
John Abbott Lodge, A. F. &. A. M. 

ALPHEUS P. BLAKE 
Alpheus Perley Blake, born in Orange, 
April 12, 1S32, died in Hyde Park, Mass., 
January 13, 1916. 

Mr. Blake went to Boston in 1856, where he 
organized the Boston Land Company, and, 
later, a land company which developed Hyde 
Park and founded ; 'Fairmount,' ; a residential 
section. He was at one time president of the 
New England Brick Company, and of the 
firm which constructed the Boston, Revere 
Beach & Lynn Railroad. He had a winter 
home in Florida, where he was connected 
with the company that built the Jacksonville, 
St. Augustine & ' Indian River Railroad. 
The town of Blake, Fla., was named in his 
honor. He is survived by two married 
daughters, Mrs. James D. Hope of Hyde 
Park, with whom he resided, and Mrs. 
Alfred H. Campbell of Windsor, Conn. 

GEORGE CARPENTER 
George Carpenter, the ''grand old man'' of 
the town of Swanzey, died at the old historic 
home, "Valley View," at Swanzey Center, 
December 29, at the age of 87 years. 

He was the eldest son and sixth child of 
Elijah and Fanny (Partridge) Carpenter, 
born in the old home where he died, Septem- 
ber 13, 1828. His first American ancestor, 
William Carpenter, settled in Weymouth, 
Mass., in 1638, and his descendant, Rev. 
Ezra Carpenter, great-grandfather of George, 
a graduate of Harvard College in the class of 
1720, became pastor of the churches in Keene 
and Swanzey in 1753, and settled here, es- 
tablishing the Carpenter home. 

Mr. Carpenter was educated in the common 
schools, Mt. Caesar Seminary, Swanzey, and 
the Ludlow (Vt.) and Saxtons River Acad- 
emies. He went to Springfield, Mass., in 
18.50, where he was in business till 1852, 
when he went to California, where he re- 
mained three years, then returning home to 



Swanzey, where he had always retained his 
residence. He was a great reader and a 
student of political and economic questions; 
a radical Democrat for years, supporting 
John C. Brecke midge for President in 1S60. 
Later he was interested in the Greenback 
party movement, and was the candidate of 
that party for Governor, as he was subse- 
quent! y that of the Labor party. In 1892 
he wa* a candidate for presidential elector 
on the People's party ticket. 

Mr. Carpenter married, June, 1-1, 1SG4, 
Lucy J. Whitcomb, daughter of Col. Carter 
Whitcomb, a leading Democrat and promi- 
nent citizen of Swanzey. Mrs. Carpenter* 
like her husband, was a great student, and 
together they took an early Chatauqua 
course, graduating in 1883. He was a charter 
member of Golden Rod Grange, No. 114, of 
Swanzey, a member of Cheshire County 
Pomona Grange, and had received the 
seventh degree of the order. Many years ago 
he purchased the old Mount Caesar Seminary 
building and presented it to the town for a 
library and museum purposes, and he and his 
wife, who survives, were deeply interested 
in maintaining the same. The home at 
"Valley View" was among the most hos- 
pitable* in the state and a host of friends were 
there entertained. 

AMOS BLANXHARD 

Amos Blanchard, one of Concord's best- 
known and most highly esteemed business 
man, in trade for more than half a century, 
died at the residence of his son, Dr. Walter 
I. Blanchard, of Belmont, December 30, 1915. 

Mr. Blanchard was born in Methuen, 
Mass., July 6, 1830, the son- of Emery C. 
and Dorothy (Wheeler) Blanchard. He 
was educated* in the public schools of Lowell, 
Mass., and at Francestown Academy. In 
early life he was for a time in the grocery 
business in Lowell; but in 1855 removed to 
Conruid,. where he purchased the Osgood 
grocery on No. Main St., and continued in 
trade till 1861; when he became a traveling 
salesman for a New York firm, continuing 
till 1870, when he was again in the grocery 
line in Concord, locating at the West End, 
where he continued, his son, Mark M., 
being later associated with him, till his 
retirement a few years since, on account of 
advancing years. . ' 

Mr. Blanchard, while in Lowell, married 
Frances A. Morse of Francestown, who died 
about twenty-five years ago, leaving the two 
sons, heretofore mentioned, by whom he is 
survived. Subsequently he married Arhe 
A. Brown of this city, who died about ten 
vears ago. 

Mr. Blanchard was among the most pub- 
lic spirited of Concord's citizens— a friend of 



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every good cause and an especially ardent 
champion of the cause of temperance, to 
which he gave time and money, and earnest 
effort for years. He. was an active member of 
the Concord Commercial Club and Board of 
Trade and had attended more meetings of the 
State Board, than any other member. He 
was also an interested member of Capital 
Grange, P. of H. In religion he was a Con- 
gregationalist, being connected with the 
South Church, but was liberal in his views 
and interested in the welfare of all churches, 
and all organizations and movements for the 
betterment of mankind. He was a hater of 
all sh&ipa and hypocrisy, and a genuine lover 
of the good and the true. His memory will 
long be cherished by a host of friends. 

DR. SAMUEL C. SAWYER 

Dr. Samuel C. Sawyer, a prominent 
dentist of Littleton, died at his home in that 
town, December 15, 1915. 

He was a native of Bethlehem, born 
August 21, 1845, but his parents soon re- 
moved to Whitefield, in the schools of which 
town, and in the Philadelphia dental college, 
he received his education. He practiced 
in Lakeport about four years, removing then 
to Littleton where he continued, with much 
success. 

Politically he was an active and lifelong 
Prohibitionist, and was a member of Burns 
Lodge, A. F. & A. M., and of Mt. Eustis 
Chapter, O. E. S. He was a Congrega- 
tionalist and was for some years superintendent 
of the Sunday School. 

He married, May 6, 1SG8, Eliza Jane Burns 
of Whitefield, who survives, as does one 
daughter, Gertrude P.. of Boston. A son, 
Dr. Fred B. Sawyer, died in Franklin, three 
years ago, at the opening of a promising career. 

BENJAMIN F. WEBSTER 
Benjamin F. Webster, born in Epsom, 
September 7, 1S24, died in Portsmouth, 
January5, 1916. 

He was a son of Richard and Mary (Phil- 
brick) Webster, and went to Portsmouth 
when seventeen years of age, where he 
learned the carpenter's trade, and was after* 
ward engaged for some years as a ship joiner. 
Later he engaged extensively in building 
operations in Portsmouth. At the time of 
his death he was not only one of the oldest 
residents, but also one of the largest 
property owners, in the city. 

Mr. Webster was a Republican in politics; 
had served as ward clerk and assessor of taxes, 
and was a director in the Portsmouth Trust 
and Guaranty Company. He was active 
in Masonry, having been for twenty-five 
years secretary of St. John's Lodge, and was 
the oldest member of DeWitt Clinton Com- 
mandery, K. T. He married, June 2, 1S49. 
Sarah A. Senter, who died April 23, 1913. 
Two children, Merrit V., and Stella C, 
survive. 



FRANK B. MILLS 

Frank B. Mills, formerly chief of police in 
Goffstpwn, and of late an employee in the 
quartermaster's office in Boston, to which 
he had been transferred from the Naval 
Observatory at Washington, died Decem- 
ber 31, 1915, at the age of 70 years. 

He was a native of Dunbarton, and had 
spent his life in that town till his removal to- 
Goffstown about twenty years ago. He 
enlisted, in 1861, in Berdan'a Sharpshooters, 
at the age of sixteen, and was discharged in 
May, following, for disability, his right hand 
having been shattered by a bullet. "He was 
a member of St. Mary's Episcopal Church,. 
Dorchester, of Eureka Lodge, A. F. & A. M., 
of Concord, and a past Noble Grand of Web- 
ster Lodge, I. O. O. F. He married Miss- 
Abbie A. Hoit of Dunbarton, who died about 
a year and a half ago, leaving two sons and a. 
daughter. 

DAVID W. CHEEVER, M. D. 

Dr. David William Cheever, an old-time- 
Boston physician, died at his home on Boyl- 
ston St., December 27, 1915, at the age of 
S4 years. 

He was born in Portsmouth, December 30.. 
1831, son of Dr. Charles A. and Adeline 
(Haven; Cheever, and a lineal descendant 
in the seventh generation from Thomas- 
Cheever who came from England in 1637 and 
was the first master of the Boston Latin 
School. He graduated from Harvard Col- 
lege in 1852, and from the Medical school 
in 1858, having meanwhile spent some time 
in Europe, attending lectures and visiting 
hospitals. After graduation he commenced 
practice in Boston. He was made surgeon in 
the Boston City Hospital when opened, in 
1864, and was the last survivor of its orig- 
inal surgical staff." He became Demonstrator 
of Anatomy in the Harvard Medical School 
in 1861, and had served there continuously in 
.different capacities, up to the time of his 
decease, having been Professor Emeritus of 
Surgery since 1S93. He had written much 
and published many medical and surgical 
volumes. 

Dr. Cheever was president of the American 
Surgical Association in 1889; of the Massa- 
chusetts Medical Society, 18S8-90; was an 
overseer of Harvard College for twelve years- 
and a trustee of Mount Auburn Cemetery 
for two terms. He was a Fellow of the 
American Academy of Arts and Sciences and 
Honorary Fellow "of the American College 
of Surgeons; also an Associate Fellow of the 
College of Physicians of Philadelphia, and a 
foreign member of the Surgical Society of 
Paris, France. He belonged to the St. 
Botolph Club. 

He married, in October, I860, Miss Anna 
G. Nichols, who survives him, as do several 
children— Dr. David Cheever, of the Harvard 
Medical School and of the surgical staff of 
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in charge of the second Harvard Unit at a 
British hospital in France:- Mrs. George S. 
Whiteside of Portland. Ore.; Miss Alice Chee- 
ver and Miss Helen Cheever of Boston. 

ELIZABETH M. K. REMICIT 
Elizabeth M. K. Remich, wife of Gen. 
Daniel C. Remich of Littleton, died, after a 
long and painful illness, at Pinehurst, X. C, 
December 17, 1915. 

Mrs. Remich was the daughter of the late 
Benjamin W. Kilburn, of Littleton, the noted 
manufacturer of stereoscopic views, born 
September 14, 1S-54. She had been twice 
married, her first husband having been 
William Jackson, Jr., of Littleton, with 



whom she was united in November, 1874, and 
who died December 3, 1SS4. May IS, 1S86, 
she married Daniel C. Remich, by whom she 
is survived, their residence having been in 
Littleton, at her parental home. 

Mrs. Remich was endowed with much 
business ability, as well as a kindly nature 
and generous disposition; and was widely 
known and universally esteemed. For many 
years she had the direction of her father's 
extensive business: and was ever alert in 
religious, charitable and philanthropic work, 
and the various activities of social life. She 
had a wide circle of friends, to whom the 
intelligence of her death brought a deep sen?e 
of loss and sorrow. 



EDITOR AND PUBLISHER'S NOTES 



New Hampshire seems to have seen the 
last of her old-time political nominating 
conventions, for the present at least, the 
legislature having done away with conven- 
tions for the choice of delegates to the na- 
tional conventions of the respective parties 
for the selection of candidates for President 
and Vice-President of the United States. 
Such delegates are to be chosen by the voters 
of the State at primary elections to be held 
at the time of the annual meeting on the 
second Tuesday of March, in the various 
towns, which comes, this year, on March 14. 
Thus far, the candidates for delegates, 
whose names have been filed with the Sec- 
retary of State, are: James F. Brennan and 
Albert W. Noone of Peterboro, Henry F. 
Hollis of Concord, and Gordon Woodbury 
and Eugene F. Reed of Manchester, for 
delegates at large; and Robert C. Murehie, 
delegate from the Second Congressional 
district, Democrats; and D wight Hall of 
Dover, William D. Swart of Nashua, Walter 
M. Parker of Manchester, and George H. 
Moses of Concord, for delegates at large, and 
Perry H. Dow of Manchester and George 
A. Carpenter of Wolfeboro, delegates for the 
First- District, and Merrill Shurtleff of Lan- 
caster and Philip H. Faulkner of Keene, for 
the Second District, Republicans. Candi- 
dacies for all the alternate delegate positions 
had been filed by Republicans, up to Janu- 
ary 21, but onlv two Democrats had filed — 
Samuel T. Ladd of Portsmouth and Charles 
E. Tilton of Tilton, for alternates at large. 
The Republican candidacies were ail filed 
in a bunch by the Secretary of the State 
Committee; the Democratic by the individ- 
ual aspirants. 

The annual meeting of the New Hamp- 
shire Board of Trade was held in the General 
Committee room at, the State House* on 
Tuesday, January 18. The Manchester 
Publicity Association, with which the Man- 
chester Chamber of Commerce has been 
merged, was admitted to membership in the 
organization. The secretary, who has com- 
pleted ten years of service, presented an 
extended report. The officers elected for the 



ensuing year are: Omar A. Towne, of Frank- 
lin, president; Henry H. Metcalf, of Concord, 
secretary-; Ira F. Harris, of Nashua, treas- 
urer, and Lester F. Thurber, of Nashua, 
auditor, with the presidents of local affili- 
ated boards as vice-presidents. The annual 
spring meeting is to be held in Newport. 
The afternoon session was devoted to an 
illustrated lecture on the milk question, by 
John C. Orcutt, secretary of the Committee on 
Agriculture of the Boston Chamber of Com- 
merce, which was open to the public, and 
proved of great interest. 

Isabelle V. Kendig (now Mrs. H. B. Gill), 
who made an exhaustive study of the situa- 
tion regarding feeble-mindedness in this 
state, in 1914, and the result of whose investi- 
gations was embodied in the elaborate report 
presented to the last legislature by the Com- 
mission under whose auspices she carried out 
her work, is now similarly engaged in Massa- 
chusetts, for the ' ; League for Preventive 
Work," a federation of some twenty private 
charities, with various public and private 
affiliations, throughout the state. She finds 
the Massachusetts situation relatively little, 
if any, better than that in this state, though 
there seems to be there a much keener realiza- 
tion of the importance of the problem. 



In the article on the Baker Memorial 
M. E. Church, published in the last October 
number, it was stated that Rev. Foster W. 
Taylor, the late pastor, retired to become 
superintendent of the Children's Work at 
the Morgan Memorial Church in Boston, 
Mass. It should have been stated that he 
;: Accepted a call to become Dne of the min- 
isters to the Morgan Memorial Methodist 
Episcopal Church in Boston, Mass. Mr. 
Tavlor's pastoral duties during the week will 
be "to supervise the Children's and Young 
People's Work.'" 

Vol. 10, New Series — 47 Old Series — of 
the Granite Monthly, is now bound and 
may be had by subscribers, in exchange for 
the vear's numbers 1.1915; for fifty cents. 



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GORDON WOODBURY 

A Leading Representative of a Notable New Hampshire Family 



Conspicuous among the notable 
names in New Hampshire family 
history is that of Woodbury. Repre- 
sentatives of this family served their 
country gallantly in the Colonial, 
Revolutionary and Civil wars, while 
others have won distinction in civil 
affairs — in public and professional 
life. 

Gordox Woodbuky, of Bedford, 
who, though not a native, comes of 
sturdy Xew Hampshire ancestry, both 
paternal and maternal, is, perhaps, 
the most pi eminent representative of 
the name in our midst, at the present 
time, and has spent the best years of 
his life, thus far, ' in labor directly 
promotive of the welfare of the State. 

His first American ancestor was 
John Woodbury who came from 
Somersetshire, England, in 1624, and 
was one of the original settlers of 
Beverly, Mass., but removed to 
Xaumkeag, now Salem, in 1626, 
where he became a member of the 
first church. He returned to England 
in 1627 to secure a patent of land 
from the crown for the Salem colo- 
nists, and came back the following 
year, the patent having been granted. 
He was made a freeman in 1635, and 
was chosen a Deputy to the General 
Court, and received a grant of 200 
acres of land on Bass River the same 
year. His eldest son, Humphrey, 
who came to America with him on 
his return in 1628, located in Beverly, 
where several generations of descend- 
ants were born and resided. One of 
these, Peter, a great-grandson of 
Humphrey, removed to Mont Vernon, 
N. H., then a part of Amherst, about 



1773, where he resided for many years, 
removing, in his old age, to Antrim, 
where his youngest son, Mark, was 
located. This Peter Woodbury had 
served in the French and Indian wars, 
and was a member of Captain Taylor's 
company, December S, 1775, to join 
the Continental Army at Winter Hill. 
He was the first man in town to sign 
the famous "Association Test.'' and 
served as a member of the town 
Committee of Safety. 

An older son of this Peter, bearing 
the same name, who removed to Xew 
Hampshire with his father, settled in 
the town of Francestown and engaged 
in agricultural and mercantile pur- 
suits. He became one of the most 
prominent citizens of the county, 
serving fifteen years as a representa- 
tive in the state legislature and two 
terms as a Senator, and was a justice 
of the peace and quorum for forty 
years. He married Mary, daughter 
of that James Woodbury who ren- 
dered brilliant service in the French 
war, at Louisburgh, and at Quebec, 
where he was wounded on the "'Plains 
of Abraham,' 7 and reputed to have 
lain under the same tree with General 
Wolfe. 

Peter and Mary Woodbury had 
eleven children born in Francestown, 
six daughters and five sons. The 
eldest daughter married Dr. Adoni- 
jah Howe of Jarl'rey, Three others 
became the wives of eminent lawyers 
— Xehemiah Eastman of Farinin2.ton, 
Perley Dodge of Amherst and Isaac 
0. Barnes of Boston, Mass. The 
eldest son, Levi, became an eminent 
lawyer and statesman, and was the 



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most noted man of the name in the 
country. He was a justice of the 
Supreme Court of the State at twenty- 
seven; Governor at thirty-three (the 
youngest man who ever held the 
office), and was elected to the United 
States Senate in 1825, at the age of 
thirty-six, serving six years. He was 
then appointed Secretary of the Navy, 
and subsequently Secretary of the 
Treasury, continuing in office under 
two Presidents. In 1841, he was 
again elected to the Senate, and 
served with distinction till 1845, when 
he was made an Associate Justice of 
the Supreme Court of the United 



grandfather of Gordon, the subject 
of this sketch. He attended the 

Academics at Atkinson and Frances- 
town, and studied medicine with 
Doctor Howe of Jaffrey, and, later, 
sought the instruction of Dr. Nathan 
Smith of Hanover, where he attended 
lectures at the Dartmouth Medical 
School. Subsequently he took a 
course at the Yale College Medical 
School, and, later, another course at 
Dartmouth, after studying for a time 
with Dr. Jonathan Gove, of GofTs- 
town, with whom he commenced 
practice in 1814. but removed the 
following year to Bedford, where he 






Residence of Dr. P. P. Woodbury, Bedford 

From Wood Cut in First History of Bedford 



States, serving till his death in 1851. 
He shared with General Pierce the 
meed of popularity as a leader of the 
New Hampshire Democracy, and, had 
he lived, in the belief of many, would 
have received the nomination for 
President of the United States ac- 
corded the latter in 1852. So able 
and brilliant was his service to his 
party and country-, while in the 
Senate, that he was characterized by 
the great Democratic leader, Thomas 
H. Benton, as the ''Rock of the New- 
England Democracy/' 

The second son of Peter and Mary 
— Peter P. Woodbury — born in Fran- 
cestown, August 8, 1791, was the 



continued till his death, December 5 > 
1860. 

Doctor Woodbury was not only a 
skilful and successful physician, gain- 
ing high rank in his profession; but he 
was also a man of high character and 
of wide influence in the community, 
taking a deep interest in public affairs 
and commanding the respect of the 
people in full measure. He was a 
president of the New Hampshire 
Medical Society, as well as of the 
Southern District Society. He was 
also at one time President of the 
Hillsborough County Agricultural 
Society. He was the leader in the 
movement for the proper celebration 



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of the Centennial Anniversary of the 
settlement of the. town of Bedford. 
was chairman of the committee of 
arrangements providing for the same, 
and was President of the day on the 
occasion of the celebration — May 22, 
1850. He was also chairman of the 
town committee, which prepared and 
published the history of Bedford the 
following year, in the opening pages 
of which the proceedings of the cele- 
bration were presented. 

Doctor Woodbury was thrice mar- 
ried, first to Mary, daughter of Wil- 
liam Riddle, January 8, 1818. She 
died, a few months later, and he next 
married her sister, Martha,- by whom 
he had six children. She died in 
1832, and he subsequently married 
Eliza Bailey, daughter of Josiah 
Gordon, who was the mother of four 
children. The youngest of his second 
wife's children, Freeman Perkins 
Woodbury, born December 1, 1831, 
was the father of Gordon Woodbury. 
He married, November 11, 1856, 
Harriet A. McGaw, daughter of John 
A. and Nancy (Goffe) McGaw, and 
a granddaughter of Matthew Thorn- 
ton, signer of the Declaration of 
Independence, and engaged in mer- 
cantile business in the citv of New 
York, where he died, April 18, 1886. 
The\' had four children, of whom 
Gordon was the youngest. 

Gordon Woodbury was born Sep- 
tember 17, 1863, at 8.30 a.m.— one 
month, to a minute, after the death 
of his father's half brother, Gordon 
Woodbury, Paymaster on the U. S. 
S. S. CatskiU, who was killed in the 
attack on Fort Wagner, in Charleston 
Harbor, August 17, 1863, as appeared 
by his uncle's watch, which was 
broken and stopped when he fell. Fie 
was born in the 9th Ward of New 
York, generally known as the "Ameri- 
can Ward. 7 ' He attended the public 
schools of his native city, fitted for 
college at Phillips Exeter Academy, 
from which he graduated in 1S82, 
entered Harvard and graduated with 
the class of 18S6; and graduated from 
Columbia Universitv Law School in 



1888. After a year's overwork his 
health gave way. and, in July. 1889, 
he was sent to the "old New Hamp- 
shire home"' in Bedford "to die," as 
was supposed, of acute miliary tuber- 
culosis. Thanks to a good constitu- 
tion, a clear conscience buttressed by 
sound Democratic principles, un- 
daunted courage and determination, 
and pure New Flampshire air and 
water, the fears entertained in his 
case were not realized, and a few 
years sojourn here restored health 
and strength and capacity for strenu- 
ous and effective labor. 

He soon took an interest in political 
affairs as a member of the historic 
party with which most men of his 
family had been prominently identi- 
fied, and in November, 1S90, the next 
year after coming to Bedford, he ran 
as the Democratic candidate for 
representative in the legislature from 
that town, and was elected by one 
majority, though the town was nor- 
mally Republican by from 40 to 60. 
He served in the legislature of 1891 
as a member of the Committee on 
Revision of the Statutes. There were 
many strong men in the Flouse that 
year, including, among Democrats, 
Harry Bingham of Littleton, Michael 
M. Stevens of Lisbon, John B. Nash 
of Conway, E. B. S. Sanborn of 
Franklin, Charles McDaniel of Spring- 
field, Ira Whitcher of Woodsville, and 
among Republicans, James F. Briggs 
of Manchester, Jacob H. Gallinger of 
Concord (first chosen U. S. Senator at 
that session), John J. Bell and John 
D. Lyman of Exeter, C. A. Suiloway 
of Manchester, and Ezra S. Stearns of 
Rindge. His initiation into the pub- 
lic and political life of New Flamp- 
shire was effected under favorable 
auspices, and the interest aroused 
was deep and lasting. 

Subsequently he was the candidate 
of his party for State Senator in old 
District No. 19, and was defeated by 
only 28 votes, though the normal 
Republican majority in the district 
was about 500. In 1896 he was a 
member of the New Hampshire dele- 



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{ration m the Democratic National 
Convention at Chicago, and in 1902 
represented the town of Bedford in 
the State Constitutional Convention. 
Here again he was associated in the 
public service with men of prominence 
nnc\ distinction in both parties, in- 
cluding Attorney General E. G. East- 
man, of Exeter; S. W. Emery, A. F. 
Howard and True L. Norris of Ports- 
mouth; Stephen S. Jewett and Edwin 
C. Lewis of Laconia; Thomas Cogs- 
well of Gilmanton; Wm. B. Fellows 
of Tilton; Henry M. Baker of Bow; 
William E. Chandler, Frank S. 
Streeter, John M. Mitchell. James O. 
Lvford, Benjamin A. Kimball and 
DeWitt C. Howe of Concord; E. B. S. 
Sanborn, E. G. Leach and Omar A. 
Towne of Franklin; John B. Smith of 
Hillsborough; David Cross, James F. 
Briggs, Nathan P. Hunt, Cyrus H. 
Little and Edwin F. Jones of Man- 
chester; C. J. Hamblett, Edward E. 
Parker and Edward H. Wason of 
Nashua; M. L. Morison of Peterboro; 
Charles A. Dole of Lebanon; Tyler 
Westgate of Haverhill; Edgar Al- 
drich of Littleton; Henry 6. Kent 
and Irving W. Drew of Lancaster, 
and Jason H. Dudley and Thomas F. 
Johnson of Colebrook. In this Con- 
vention- he served as a member of 
the Committee on Bill of Rights and 
the Executive Department. 
• Meanwhile, in 1896, he acquired 
control of the Manchester Union, 
which had been launched, in Novem- 
ber, 1879, upon the then untried 
waters of morning journalism in New 
Hampshire, by the late Stilson Hutch- 
ins of Washington, and had, later, 
pursued its uncertain, erratic and 
variously troubled course, under the 
management of the redoubtable Dr. 
Joseph C. Moore. 

In becoming principal owner and 
manager of the Union Mr. Woodbury 
entered upon a task presenting great 
and unusual difficulties. The Union 
had become almost a New Hampshire 
institution — it is only Mr. Wood- 
bury's due to say that he made it one 
—but when he took charge of the 



paper it had fallen upon evil days, 
and had almost gone to wreck and 
ruin. Its credit— in ever}- sense of 
the word— had been shaken. It was 
involved in litigation, which, was fa<ed 
to be protracted. It had suffered 
the blows to its prestige which inevita- 
bly followed the disasters to its old 
management. 

The undertaking to which Mr. 
Woodbury set himself may fairly be 
compared with the restoration' and 
strengthening of a house so racked by 
a tempest as to be in grave danger of 
falling. Broken walls were to be 
rebuilt; sagging beams to be replaced 
by stout timbers; the whole structure 
was to be set back to plumb, and 
put firmly on its foundations. And, 
still carrying out the figure, all this 
was to be done while the house was 
still in occupancy and in daily use. 
It was a man-size job. It was done, 
and well done, but only at cost of ten 
years' hard, unrelaxing, consistent 
work. 

A newspaper office is a manufac- 
tory, and a business proposition. It 
manufactures newspapers and it must 
sell them and its advertising space to 
live. -But to achieve real success it 
must be something more than a fac- 
tory and an advertisers' bulletin. It 
must command public confidence. 
There must be behind it energy, 
brains, honesty of purpose, a strong 
personality. The record shows that in 
ten years Mr. Woodbury put the Un ion 
on its feet. He found its affairs in 
confusion; he left them in order. 
He strengthened every department. 
Everybody in New Hampshire might 
not agree with its policy, this being a 
region of healthy developed individual 
opinion, but nobody could charge that 
the paper stood for ideas and ideals in 
which it did not believe. Taking New 
Hampshire as its especial _ field, it 
steadily spread the net of its news- 
gathering service over the state until it 
had about 200 correspondents, distri- 
buted from Stewartstown to Nashua 
and from the Connecticut to the Pis- 
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Vermont and Maine) in towns whose 
interests were allied" with those of 
their New ..H&ia^s hire neighbors. It 
developed Its illustrated service, and 
printed the work of the cleverest 
New England cartoonist of his day, 
the late John E. Coffin, whose pencil 
enlivened political campaigns as they 
had not been cheered hereabouts 
before his day. 

Throughout this period the Union 
grew steadily. Each year showed 
advance in circulation and influence. 
Good year or bad year, so far as the 
conditions of the community might 
be concerned, the Union had more 
readers at the close of a year than it" 
had had a twelvemonth earlier. And 
throughout this period Mr. Woodbury 
was the captain of the ship, the man 
on the bridge, the "old man," the 
boss. It was his paper, and his per- 
sonality was impressed upon it. He 
was a hard worker. He came early 
to his office; he worked long hours. 
He kept in touch with the various 
departments, and, what was as im- 
portant, perhaps, he did not lose 
touch with the rest of the world out- 
side the office walls. He kept up his 
interest in the doings in Washington 
and London and Berlin, as well as in 
Manchester and Concord, and Cole- 
brook; and his paper was the better 
for it. 

While it was through his editorship 
and control of New Hampshire's lead- 
ing newspaper, for the ten years from 
the time when it passed into his hands 
till his sale of the same to Rosecrans 
W. Pillsbury, that Mr. Woodbury be- 
came best known to the people of 
New Hampshire, it is proper to say 
that he has most effectively served 
the State in another and entirely 
different direction. There has been 
a great deal of theorizing, for many 
years past about the possibilities of 
successful agriculture in this State. 
Many men have rushed into print or 
onto the platform to tell New Hamp- 
shire farmers what they must or 
should "do to be saved. 7 ' Even re- 
cently we have seen men engineering 



new movements for the "uplift" of 
New Hampshire agriculture who could 
scarcely distinguish a sub-soil plow 
from a potato digger. Mr. Wood- 
bury, however, became practically 
and extensively interested in agri- 
culture a score of years ago, along 
dairy lines, with such success, indeed, 
that he repeatedly carried olT the 
first prize for butter at the Grange 
State Fair. 

The famous McGaw place, two 
miles down the river from Manchester, 
on the Bedford side, his mother's old 
home, and since retained by the fam- 
ily, to which he had come from New 
York on his quest for health, and 
where his legal residence has since 
been, became the nucleus of one of 
the most extensive agricultural hold- 
ings in the State, in his hands, he 
having acquired several adjacent 
farms, including two historic home- 
steads once owned by representatives 
of the Chandler family in Bedford, 
upon one of which Zachariah Chand- 
ler, the famous Republican leader, of 
Michigan, was born, and the other the 
birthplace of the late George B. and 
Henry Chandler, successful Manches- 
ter bankers. Altogether Mr. Wood- 
bury has here 1,300 acres of land, 
some of which is the best in the 
Merrimack valley. A single level 
field opposite his residence, between 
the highway and the river, contains 
nearly 100 acres of highly productive 
land, reputed to be the finest single 
field in Hillsborough County. Mr. 
Woodbury's operations here have 
been mainly confined to stock raising 
and dairying. He cuts about 250 tons 
of hay annually, and keeps a large 
stock of cattle and half a dozen fine 
horses. His present stock is mostly 
Holstein, milk production being now 
his main line, though he has at times 
had' some first class Guernseys and 
Ayrshires. A considerable portion of 
his land, it should be said, is now in 
young pine growth, much of it having 
been planted by himself. 

Mr. Woodbury's strong interest 
in, and his practical contribution to, 



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the cause of agricultural progress in 
the State, has been duly recognized 
in his selection as the Hillsborough 
County member of the Advisory 
Council of the New Hampshire De- 
partment of Agriculture, as organized 
under the act of the last legislature. 

When, in May, 1900, the town of 
Bedford celebrated its One Hundred 
and Fiftieth Anniversary, Gordon 
Woodbury held the same position in 
reference to the enterprise, as did Lis 
grandfather, Dr. Peter P. Woodbury, 
to the celebration fifty years previous, 
being prominent in perfecting the 
arrangements and serving as president. 
of the day on the occasion of the cele- 
bration (May 23) and also as a mem- 
ber of the committee to prepare the 
new town history, issued in 1903, 
which was indeed edited by himself 
and largely the work of his hand. 

He married, April IS, 1894, Char- 
lotte E., daughter of George E. Wood- 
bury, of Methuen, Mass. They have 
three surviving children — a daughter, 
Eliza Gordon, now in Bryn Mawr 
College, and two sons, Peter who is 



to enter Phillips Academy, Exeter, the 
coming autumn, and George, to follow 
as soon as practicable. Both he and 
his wife are members of the Presby- 
terian Church of Bedford. He is also 
a member of the Masonic fraternity 
and of the Derryficld Club of Man- 
chester. 

Air.- Woodbury is a man of com- 
manding presence and dignified man- 
ner. Although not what is generally 
known as a "mixer," he has an en- 
gaging personality and wins and 
holds the friendship and esteem of all 
these with whom he comes into close 
relationship. His character is unim- 
peachable, his word invariably to 
be relied upon, and his ability of the 
high order naturally regarded as 
characteristic of the name he bears. 
He is a forceful speaker as well as a 
vigorous writer, and not a few Xew 
Hampshire Democrats are hoping to 
see him actively prominent in party 
leadership in the State in the not dis- 
tant future, in which capacity it is 
believed he can render efficient serv- 
ice. 



TO MOUNT WASHINGTON 

By David E. Adams 

Mount Washington! Thy hoary head 
Hath seen the passing of untold generations 
Marching down the endless files of time! 
In rugged peace thy massive head reclining 
Hath watched the slow succession of the onward years — 
'Mid storm and sunshine, 'mid the gale's wild fury, 
Through the drifting snows and icy blasts of winters, end on end, 
Thou hast beheld the little race of men pass on. 
And of thy massive strength thou giv'st- to each as ever 
That boon for which he seeks thy lofty fastness: 
To youth — the joy of contest, and the meed of valor won — 
To age, surcease from toil, and rest for wearied heart and brain- 
To sorrow — consolation in the kinship of thy mighty and enduring rocks- 
To joy— the fuller joy of racing breezes and of distant scenes. 
To all thy sons the mighty inspiration of thy noble self, 
The glory of thy flaming dawns and glowing sunsets — 
The mystery of thy flowing veils of cloud — 
The knowledge that thou art, and ever shalt be standing 
As long as earth endures, eternal — the pledge and handiwork of God. 



THE CONCORD STREET RAILWAY AND 

ITS BUILDER 



Much interest was evinced by 
passing travelers along the sidewalk 
rvest of North Alain Street in Con- 
cord, by the display for several days, 
recently, in the show case of the 
Kimball Art Studio, of two striking 
photographs — one representing one 
of the first street cars used in this 
city, and the other the man to whose 
enterprise and energy the city of 
Concord owes the existence of its 
present convenient and efficient street 
railway system. 



of our people are unable to recall 
any such sight. For their benefit, 
therefore, as well as for the interest 
of all, the Granite Monthly deems 
it worth while to reproduce, at this 
time, the pictures alluded to, and to 
make brief reference to the initiation 
and development of the street 
railway enterprise, and to the big- 
hearted, courageous and enterprising 
citizen, lo.ng since departed, to whom 
the same was due. 

The legislature of New Hampshire, 



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First Open Car on Concord Street Railway 



To the older inhabitants it seems 
but a short time since the Concord 
street railway, a pioneer enterprise in 
the State in this line, was first put- 
in operation, and many on seeing 
these pictures, vividly recalled the 
days when cars, each drawn by a 
single horse, at a slow-going pace, 
passed up and clown the street, for 
the convenience of those who wished 
to pass from point to point along the 
line, more easily if not much more 
rapidly than they could do on foot. 
And yet a generation has passed 
since that time, and the greater part 



on June 26, 1878, granted a charter 
of incorporation for the Concord 
Street Railway, but it was not until 
July 12, 1880* that the organization 
of the corporation, under the charter, 
was effected. The first board of 
directors included Daniel Holden, 
John H. George, Moses Humphrey, 
Lewis Downing, Jr., Samuel C. 
Eastman and Josiah B. Sanborn, of 
whom, it may be noted, Mr. Eastman 
is now the sole survivor. 

Moses Humphrey, then seventy- 
four years of age, who had been the 
prime mover in the enterprise, was 



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president, and was made building 
agent to construct and equip the 
road, and was subsequently chosen 
superintendent. The line, as origi- 
nally laid out, ran from the Abbot & 
Downing shops at the South End, to 
West Concord, a distance of four miles. 
The line was completed in April 1SS1, 
the first car to run going from the 
Abbot & Downing shops (where it was 
built) to what is now called Foster- 
ville, April 21, and cars running 
through to West Concord on the 
25th. June 1, 1884,, the line was 
extended to Penacook. and on Julv 
4, 1893, to Contoocook River Park. 
Meanwhile a branch line had been 
built down South Street, and an 
■extension made to the Fair Grounds, 
on Clinton Street, opened August 20, 
1901 (Old Home Day) the same 
having been discontinued some years 
since when the Fair Ground enter- 
prise was abandoned. The "West 
End" extension was opened October 
15, 1891, and the South Street line 
extended down Broadway, July 4. 
1891. Six years ago the Center and 
Franklin Street line was opened, 
•completing the present comprehensive 
and convenient street railway system 
■of the city, which, after various 
changes and reorganizations, had 
passed into the control and manage- 
ment of the Boston & Maine Railroad 
with whose line from Concord to 
Manchester, opened August 11, 1902, 
it had been connected. 

It is proper to note, as showing 
the difficulty which besets the path of 
progress in every line, {hat not only 
was the building of the main line 
in the first instance violently opposed 
by a large class of people, but every 
-extension made, and every change 
for the better — from horse power to 
steam and steam to electricity — was 
effected against the bitter opposition 
of many citizens, who saw only 
prospective danger and loss in the 
proposition. 

Of Hon. Moses Humphrey, the 
original projector, builder and opera- 
tor of the railway, whose notable 



career was fully sketched in the 
Granite Monthly for October 1901, 
a few words should be added here 
for the benefit of those who do not 
recall the days of his activity and 
prominence. 

Mr. Humphrey was born in Hing- 
ham, Mass., October 20, 1807. the 
son of Moses Leavitt and Sarah 
(Lincoln) Humphrey. His educa- 
tional advantages were slight, in- 
cluding a few short terms of district 
school before he was fourteen years 
of age, and one or two terms of select 
school where he studied navigation 
and engineering, preparatory to '"'go- 
ing to sea," which he did at an early 
age, and became master of a fishing 
schooner at nineteen. He followed 
this line till twenty-five, when he 
quit, and engaged in the coasting 
trade, cooperage and the grocery 
business in company with his brothers. 

In 1841 he originated the idea 
of manufacturing mackerel kits by 
machinery, and two years later 
removed to the town of Croydon in 
this state, where, at the village 
known as Croydon Flat, he established 
a manufactory for the production 
of the same, which he operated till 
1851, when he removed the business 
to West Concord, meanwhile having 
taken a deep interest in public 
affairs and the welfare of the town. 
He carried on the business at West 
Concord a number of years, and 
also engaged in agriculture, in which 
he was always strongly interested. 

He was a member of the first Com- 
mon Council elected under the Con- 
cord City Charter, in 1853, was re- 
elected and served as President of 
the Council the following year; was 
an Alderman and acting Mayor in 
1855; Alderman again in 1856, and 
representative in the legislature in 
1857 and 1858. 

In 1861 he was chosen Mayor of 
Concord and served till March 1863, 
during which time the Civil War 
opened, and the affairs of government 
were complicated and burdensome, 
but were most faithfully and em- 



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ciently administered. At this time 
(lie Mayor had charge of both the- 
Street Department, and the work- 
since in the hands of the Overseer 
of the Poor, in addition to the 
ordinarv and extraordinary duties of 



beginning of the war. In 1869 and 
1S70 he was a member of the Execu- 
tive Council of the State, and in 1875 
was again a representative in the 
legislature, being elected from Ward 
Five, to which he had removed 




HON. MOSES HUMPHREY 
Builder of Concord Street Railway 



the office. During this time, too, the 
Fire Department was reorganized 
and improved, and the use of the 
steam fire engine introduced. 

He served as Mayor again, in 1865, 
being at the^ helm on the return of 
the soldiers from the front, as he had 
been on their departure at the 



shortly after his first election as 
Mayor. He served as superintendent 
of the Concord Street Railway ten 
years, till 1891, and as president and 
director a year longer. 

In 1870 he was elected President 
of the X. H. Board of Agriculture, 
just then established, and which he 



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had been actively instrumental in 
providing for. This office he held 
continuously for twenty-seven years. 
until ninety years of age, never relax- 
ing his interest in its work, to which 
he gave time, thought and energy. 
He was also instrumental in the 
organization of the Merrimack 
County Agricultural Society, in 1S61, 
and was its first vice-president and 
second president, holding the office 
for seven years. In the New Hamp- 
shire and New England Agricultural 
Societies he was also long a leading 
spirit. When eighty years of age, 



through his strong interest in agricul- 
ture, he became a member of Capital 
Grange, of Concord, and continued 
his membership till his death, August 
20, 1901, at the great age of ninety- 
four years. 

On the ninetieth anniversarv of his 
birth, October 20, 1901, the people of 
Concord and of the State, tendered 
a public reception, at the State 
House, to this "grand old man" 
and public-spirited eitizen, who had 
done more for the material develop- 
ment and prosperity of the State than 
any other man in its borders. 



BRIGHT STAR 

By II. Thompson Rich 

Bright star, bright star, 

Afar — afar! 

Gleaming through a desert space,- 

In thy gleaming 

(Am I dreaming?) 

Is the seeming 

Of a face. 

Bright star, bright star, 

? Tis God you are! 

Watching while the world goes on 

Fighting, hating, 

Loving, mating — 

Unabating 

Since its dawn. 

Bright star, bright star, 

O tell me. Star! 

Must we then go on forever, 

Never knowing 

Whence our blowing, 

Where our going? 

Never? NEVER? 



Bright star, bright star, 

Alas so far! 

Shine the brighter on us then, 

If we must go 

Darkly below. 

We are. you know, 

Onlv men. 



/> 



THE BIRTHPLACE OF GENERAL JOHN 

SULLIVAN 

By Rev. Everett S. Stackpole 



For a long time there has been 
considerable controversy as to where 
John Sullivan was born, general in 
the Revolution and governor of New 
Hampshire. Nothing definite ha? 
been published concerning the life 
of his father in New England. The 
traditions are conflicting, and in- 
sufficient effort has* - been made to 
search public records for facts. Some 
of the traditions are manifestly in- 
ventions of a romancing imagination. 
One account has it, that he landed at 
Belfast. Maine, and worked in a 
sawmill; another, that he landed at 
York in 1723, driven there by stress 
of weather, although the desired 
harbor was Newburyport. His wife, 
Margery Browne, is said in one 
account to have come over later than 
he; another account says that she 
came over, a girl nine years of age, 
on the same ship as he. One writer 
says that he paid her passage money 
at Portsmouth, or the equivalent in 
shingles which he made and carried 
down the Piscataqua river by boat. 
We are told that he worked, im- 
mediately after his arrival, on the 
Mclntire farm, in the Scotland parish 
of York, and that he sought the aid 
of the Rev. Dr. Moody* in a letter 
written in five — some say seven — 
languages. Some have asserted that 
he taught school in Dover, New 
Hampshire, in 1723, immediately 
after the earliest date set for his 
arrival. 

The last statement is based upon 
something found in the town records 
of Dover, dated May 1723 : 

"Ordered that 2 Schoolmasters be procured 
for the Towne of Dover for the year Ensuing 
and that ther Sellerv Exceed not £30 Payment 



a Peace and to attend the Directions of the 
Selectmen for the Servis of the Towne in 
Equill Proportion. 

"At the same time Mr. Suliefund Exceps 
to Sarve the Towne aboves d as Scoole master 
three months Sertin and begin his Servis 
ye 24th day of May 1723, and also ye S d 
Suliefund Promised the selectmen if he left 
them Sooner he would give them a month 
notis to Provide themselves with a nother, 
and the Select men also was to give him a 
month notis if they Disliked him." 

The conclusion was too easily 
reached that the schoolmaster here 
named was John Sullivan. One may 
find, however, in the published Prov- 
ince Papers of New Hampshire (IV, 
83) the following: "Humphrey Sul- 
livan Preferred a Petition to the board 
Praying for £50 to.be paid him by 
the Town of Dover for his service 
there as schoolmaster," and the 
House of Representatives ordered 
that the selectmen of Dover be 
served with a copy of the petition. 
This was on the 19th of February, 
1722-3. It is evident that Humphrey, 
not John, Sullivan was the school- 
master at Dover. He taught in 
Hampton from 1714 to 1718 (Dow ? s 
History of Hampton, Vol, I, p.. 476), 
and witnessed the will of William 
Fifield of that place, February 18, 
1714-5 (N. H. Probate Records, I, 
754). He witnessed a deed from 
Dr. Jonathan Crosby of Oyster River 
to the Rev. Hugh Adams of the same 
place, April 12, 1720 (N. H. Prov. 
Deeds, XI. 402), and another deed 
at Oyster River, August 31, 1725 
(N. H. Prov. Deeds, XLII. 387). 

Court records show that Humphrey 
Sullivan taught school at Oyster River 
from May 20, 1723 to April 19, 1726, 



* The Rev. Samuel Moody was pastor of the First Church of Christ, York, not of Scotland 
parish, in the northwesterly" part of York, and he was not a Doctor of Divinity. Rev. Joseph 
Moody, lus son, became the first pastor of Scotland parish in 1732. 



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in seven different houses; that for the 
first year he was paid according to 
agreement; and that he continued to 
teach without being duly authorized 
and sued for wages. A little later he 
brought action in court against the 
constable, Joseph Jenkins, for assault 
in the street of Portsmouth, in which 
the schoolmaster was kicked and in- 
sulted. A recital of the incident is 
spread out in the beautiful penman- 
ship of Humphrey Sullivan, to which 
he signs his name in large and copy- 
worthy letters. — X. H. Court Files, 
No. 20101. 

It is said that in the old age- of 
schoolmaster John Sullivan, when he 
and his wife were calling at a neigh- 
bor's, they got to talking about his 
younger days, and he told the follow- 
ing story, which was recorded by the 
person who heard it: 

"I sailed from Limerick, Ireland, for 
New England in 1723; owing to stress of 
weather the vessel was obliged to land at 
York, Maine. On the voyage my attention 
was called to a pretty girl of nine or ten 
years, Margery Browne, who afterwards 
became my wife. As my mother had 
absolutely refused to furnish me the means 
for paying transportation, and I had no 
means otherwise, I was obliged to enter into 
an agreement with the captain to earn the 
money for my passage. 

"After I landed at York, for awhile I 
lived on' the Mclntire farm in Scotland 
parish. Unaccustomed to farm labor, and 
growing weary of manual occupation, I 
applied to Rev. Dr. Moody, pastor of the 
parish, for assistance. I made my applica- 
tion in a letter written in seven languages, so 
that he might see that I was a scholar. He 
became interested in my behalf, and being 
conversant with my ability to teach he 
loaned me the money with which to pay the 
captain the amount I owed for my passage. 
Thus set free from the Mclntires, I was 
assisted to open a school and earn money to 
pay Dr. Moody." 

This story, told by Mr. John Scales 
of Dover, is published in the Proceed- 
ings of the New Hampshire Historical 
Society, IV, 194. Its source is not 



declared. We know not who wrote 
down the account, nor when it was 
written. Some unknown neighbor 
probably told this story many years 
after the alleged event. It is neigh- 
borly gossip filtered through many 
years, or unsupported tradition, and 
there is direct evidence to the con- 
trary, as we shall see. 

_ It seems incredible that a girl 
nine years of age came from Ireland to 
Maine unattended and with no money 
to pay her passage. What was she 
doing while John Sullivan was making 
shingles to redeem her? Where was 
she from 1723 to 1735, the asserted 
time of her marriage? How happens 
it that John Sullivan, said to have 
been of a well-to-do family in Ireland, 
had to depend upon an unwilling 
mother for money to pay his passage? 
He was thirty-two years old in 1723 
and must have had opportunities to 
gather some money of his own. What 
were the seven languages that he 
knew well enough to compose a letter 
in them? That is what few eminent 
scholars can do. He knew English 
weli enough to misspell many words. 
He seems to have known Latin better, 
and we may well suppose that he was 
acquainted with Irish. Some have 
conjectured that he lived in France 
as a boy and learned French like a 
native, but his obituary says that he 
learned French in his old age. Those 
seven languages belong to the storv 
of the "Three Black Crows." All 
traditions concerning John and Mar- 
gery Sullivan are as unreliable as that 
she, on the passage to America, when 
asked/what she was going there for, 
replied that she was "going to raise 
governors for thim." That story 
must have been invented after her 
sons, John and James, had become 
governors. No record of the marriage 
of John Sullivan and Margery Browne 
has been found, and there is no 
tradition where they were married, 
nor by whom. Testimony is con- 
flicting in the Sullivan family. One 
granddaughter reports the tradition 
that "John Sullivan was born in. 



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Dublin. Ireland, in June, 1691. Mar- 
gery Browne was born in Cork, 
Ireland, 1705. They were married 
immediately previous to their leaving 
for, or during their passage to this 
country." (See the Family of John 
Sullivan, by Thomas G. Amory, p. 15.) 

So we are told that he was born in 
Limerick, in Dublin and in Ardea, 
and that she came over with him 
as a girl of nine years, or "as his wife 
at age of eighteen. We are reminded 
of the remark of Mark Twain, that 
when he wrote history, he did not like 
to know too much about the facts, 
for it hampered his imagination. 

Now, what are. the ascertained 
facts in the life of schoolmaster John 
Sullivan, as found in trustworthy 
records? With some research the 
following have been gathered. 

A communication was published in 
the Oracle of the Day, a newspaper of 
Portsmouth, New Hampshire, in the 
issue of June 30, 1795. The commu- 
nication was dated at Berwick, June 
27, 1795, and is unsigned. It says: 

"Died — at Berwick on Saturday the 
Twentieth of June instant Mr. John Sullivan 
of this Town, Schoolmaster, aged One 
Hundred and Five years and three days. 

"This respected and extraordinary character 
was born in the village of Ardea in the County 
of Kerry and Kingdom of Ireland. He ar- 
rived in this country when he was forty-one 
years of age, from which time till he was 
ninety he was most part of his time employed 
in teaching public and private schools; and 
perhaps but few persons ever diffused so 
much useful knowledge," etc., etc.," 

The rest of the letter is irrelevant 
to our purpose. It contains the 
statement that John Sullivan learned 
French in his old age. The entire 
obituary may be seen in Amory's 
Family of John Sullivan, pp. 51-53, 
although the author was uncertain 
about the date of the communication. 
The above dates were taken from 
the files of the newspaper, found in 
the library of the New Hampshire 
Historical Society. 

This communication was printed 



only three days after the death of the 
schoolmaster. It was written at the 
time of his death, when many relatives 
were gathered and all possible effort 
was made to secure accuracy. Prob- 
ably James Sullivan, his brother, 
formerly a lawyer at Biddeford and 
afterwards governor of Massachusetts, 
was there. It is almost certain that 
some writer, the parish minister, 
perhaps, gathered the biographical 
facts from the family, or that one of 
them wrote the communication. Any 
traditions that contradict this evi- 
dence must be set aside. 

John Sullivan, the schoolmaster, 
then, was born in Ardea, Ireland, 
June 17, 1690, and died in Berwick, 
Maine, June 20, 1795. He came to 
America when he was forty-one years 
of age, that is, in 1731, and not in 
1723. At that time Margery Browne, 
if she was born in 1714, as most- 
authorities agree, was in her eight- 
eenth year; and if she was born in 
1705, as one line of family tradition 
has it, she was twenty-six years of age. 
We think that the date, 1714, is 
more reliable, but in either case she 
was old enough to be the wife of 
John Sullivan when they came over. 
If the\* were married in 1735, he was 
not waiting for her to grow up, and 
it is *a wonder that she waited for 
him four years after their arrival. 
Girls of her age were in demand at 
that time. Is it not more reasonable 
to conclude that they were married 
before leaving Ireland, as one tradi- 
tion in the family says? And is not 
that the reason why no record or evi- 
dence of their marriage can be found 
in this country? Mr. Amory made 
careful search to find out all he could 
about them, and others have tried 
to learn all that history has recorded. 

We now come to a series of his- 
torical facts that go to prove that 
John Sullivan, the schoolmaster, lived 
at Somersworth, now Roliinsford 
Junction, from 1736 to about 1747. 
The old Somersworth church stood 
in or close by the cemetery that is seen 
very near to the railroad station. 



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John Sullivan was janitor of that 
church, or meeting house as it was 
then called, in 1737. Our facts are 
here arranged chronologically. 

Dec. 3. 173G. John Sullivan wit- 
nessed a deed from Thomas Tebbetts 
of Somersworth to his soil, Thomas 
Tebbetts. Joshua Stacpole was the 
other witness. The property trans- 
ferred was part of a saw in Quamphe- 
gan sawmill, at what is now South 
Berwick, Marae, close by the bridge 
that joins South Berwick to Rollins- 
ford. Joshua Stacpole then lived on 
what was recently known as the Hale 
farm, where Samuel Hale long lived, 
and before him Ichabod Rollins, but 
for more than a century after 16S0 
James Stacpole and his descendants 
lived there. It is half a mile below 
Quarnphegan bridge. The Tebbetts 
farm was the next one north of 
Stacpole. John Sullivan was living 
or teaching probably somewhere in 
that vicinity. (See N. H. Province 
Deeds, XXV, 484.) 

July 10. 1737. A deed of Ebenezer 
Downs, of Somersworth to Thomas 
Downs, of land in Rochester, was 
witnessed by John Hall, Jr., Joseph 
Yarney and John Sullivan. It is 
certain that ah these persons named 
with Sullivan were living in Somers- 
worth and not far from what is now 
Rollinsford Junction. (See X. H. 
Province Deeds, XXX, 274.) 

1737. The parish of Somersworth 
voted "sixty pounds for a school- 
master. Voted that Air. John Sul- 
livan be the schoolmaster for the 
ensuing year. Voted John Sullivan 
to sweep and take care of ye meeting 
house & to have thirty shillings'*. 
This is a citation from the parish 
records of Somersworth, found in 
Knapp's Sketch of Somersworth, p. 
28. The writer of this has examined 
the original record. Sullivan swept 
that meeting house, which was burned 
a century ago, after every Sunday 
service and every parish meeting. 
Perhaps he taught school in it when 
the season was warm enough, for 
there was then no school-house, and 



there was no chance for a fire in the 
meeting house. Schools were then 
itinerant and kept in private houses. 

January 10. 1737-S. Deed of 
Thomas Tebbetts of Somersworth to 
sou, Thomas Tebbetts, of land border- 
ing on land of Philip Stacpole. wit- 
nessed bv John Sullivan. (See X. H. 
Prov. Deeds. XXV, 485.) Philip 
Stacpole lived on a part of the old 
Stacpole-Rollins-Hale farm. 

November 14, 1738. Deed of John 
Vickers of Somersworth, shop keeper, 
to Alley McColley of Berwick, one 
acre of land bought of Thomas 
Tebbetts of Somersworth, witnessed 
by Xell [Xeal] Vicker and John 
Sullivan. (See X. H. Province Deeds, 
XXIII, 468.) 

February 1, 1738-9. .Deed of 
Thomas Hobbs of Somersworth to 
Thomas Wallingford of Somersworth, 
witnessed by Benjamin Plumer, James 
Jeffry, John Sullivan and Thomas 
Nock. (See X. H. Province Deeds, 
XXVIII, 209.) Hobbs, Wallingford 
and Xock lived just south of the 
Stacpole farm in the district called 
"Sligo." 

February 17, 1740. Birth of John 
Sullivan, Jr., the general and gov- 
ernor, 

September 6, 1749. Deed of 
Samuel Stacpole of Somersworth to 
Philip Stacpole "ye uper pasture", 
witnessed by Joseph Jemkins and 
John' Sullivan. The land deeded 
was in what is now Rollinsford, a 
part of the old Stacpole farm. (See 
X. H. Province Deeds, XXV, 292.) 

May 19, 1743. John Sullivan and 
fifty-two others of "the Freeholders 
and Inhabitants of the parish of 
Somersworth 7 ' signed a petition,^ask- 
ing for town privileges. (See X. H. 
Town Papers IX, 762.) Here is 
positive assertion that John Sullivan 
was then living in Somersworth as an 
inhabitant. 

July 11, 1743. Margery Sullivan 
wrote" a letter, dated at "Summers- 
worth New Hampshire,' ' to her 
absent husband and had it inserted 
in the Boston Evening Post of July 25, 



The Birthplace of General John Sullivan 



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1743, beseeching him to return to 
hi- sorrowing wife and children. 
She says, "I pray you to harkcn to 
what your pupil, Joshua Gilpatrick, 

hath below sent you/ 7 Joshua Gil- 
patrick's letter does not appear. See 
Amory's Family of, John Sullivan 
for the letter in full. There had been 
a family disagreement and hasty 
"words had been spoken. Her husband 
had probably gone to Boston and 
she knew where to advertise for 
him. The letter must have brought 
him home immediately, for his son, 
Jame^ Sullivan, later governor of 
Massachusetts, was born April 22, 
1744. 

October 20, 1744. Deed of Daniel 
Clements of Somersworth to Job 
Clements, of land bounded partly by 
land of Rev. James Pike of Somers- 
worth, witnessed by Ebenezer Roberts 
and John Sullivan. (See N. H. 
Province Deeds, XXIX, 334.) Rev. 
James Pike, the minister of the 
parish, lived within half a mile of 
the meeting house. His records of 
baptisms, marriages, etc., which he 
probably had, were burned with his 
parsonage long ago. 

July 22, 1746. The muster roll 
of Capt. Thomas Wallingford; of 
Somersworth shows the name of 
"John Sullevant" among 101 others. 
He must have been a resident of 
Somersworth in order to have been 
enrolled in the militia. These were 
not volunteers, but all of military 
age residing in the parish. (See 
N. H. Province Papers, IX, 760.) 

The evidence seems to be con- 
clusive that schoolmaster John Sul- 
livan lived in what is now Rollinsford, 
N. H., from 1736, or a little before, 
to 1747, and that consequently his 
sods, Benjamin, Daniel, John and 
James, were born there. The evidence 
is equally conclusive that he moved 
over into Berwick, Maine, about 
1747-8, as the following citation 
shows: 

Berwick, 14 April 1743. Then sold to 
Joseph Nock all my Right, title & Entrest, 
that I have to all my Loggs in Salmon fall 



River, or on the Land joyning to the Said 
River, or Lying by any of the mills on Said 
Stream, Mark'd with a girdle on the Side of 
the Logg. and an X on Each end of the 
Girdle, which Logs thus Mark'd the Said 
Joseph Nock may hall, Saw, Sell Carry away 
or Convert to his own proper use or di.-pose 
of as lie Sees proper, as his own absolute 
right and property. In witness whereof I 
have hereunto set my hand the Day and 
Date above written. 

Benjamin Nock. 

The above is a true copy of an original! 
Paper in the Infe r Court' office for the Prov- 
ince of New Hamp 3 in the case between 
Joseph Nock Pla* and Elisha Andross Del 4 
Att. H. Wentworth CIeK 

The Deposition of John Sullavan who 
Testifieth & Saith that on or about the 7th 
Day of Sept. 1748 at the request of Joseph 
Nock of Berwick in the Count}- of York he 
wrote the original Instrument of w^ the 
above is a True Copy, he the Deponent 
haveing compared the original now in the 
clerks office of the Infe r Court of the Prov. 
of New Hamp 3 with the foregoing copy with 
which it agTees. 

John Sullivan. 
Prov. of 
New Hamp 3 

John Sullivan made oath to the truth of 
the foregoing Deposition by him subscribed. 
Joseph Nock the adverse party not living 
in the Province of New Hamp 3 was not 
Notified the Deponent living at Berwick in 
the County of York. 

Before me Josh a Pierce. 

The above was copied from the 
Court Files of the Province of New 
Hampshire by the writer hereof. 
The number is" 22099. Here we have 
positive proof that John Sullivan 
was living in Berwick in 174S. . The 
original paper, or instrument, in the 
handwriting of John Sullivan appears 
in the bundle of court files, and as 
given here the spelling is made 
to conform to the original. Notice 
"Entrest" for interest, -hall" for 
haul, "Loggs/-' and the irregular use 
of capitals. Surely his English was 
not up to the present standard of 
school-masters and makes one dis- 



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trust that he was a master of seven 
languages. There is" evidence that 
he was acquainted with Latin. Where 
did he learn it? In the time of his 
youth about one in ten of the popula- 
tion of Ireland could speak English, 
and only the priests, clerks, or clergy, 
could write in Latin. 

March 2, 1750. A bond was 
written and witnessed by John Sul- 
livan, in York County, Maine. (See 
Amory's Family of John Sullivan.) 

1751, 1752, 1754. Samuel Bracket 
of Berwick, Maine, sold various 
things to "John Solevent" and 
balanced accounts with him October 
10, 1754. (Id.) 

1753. ''John Sullivan of Berwick" 
brought action in New Hampshire 
Court against Ebenezer Downs of 
Somersworth and recovered £35 s6. 
wages for his sons, Benjamin and 
Daniel. Beniamin had worked from 
July 29th to August 16th, 1752, and 
Daniel had worked seven days at 
"Mowing." The work was evidently 
done on Ebenezer Downs' farm in 
Somersworth, which was on the 
Indigo Hill road, within a mile of 
Great Falls, the present city of 
Somersworth, just across the river 
from where John Sullivan then lived 
in Berwick. His son Daniel was 
then only fourteen years old, pretty 
young to be hired out as a mower 
with a sevthe. (See N. H. Court 
Files, No. 21491.) 

January 23, 1753. The bounds of 
Samuel Lord's farm at Berwick were 
renewed and forty acres were set off 
to John Sullivan, who probably had 
been living there since 1748 or 1747, 
at least five years. (See Amory's 
Family of John Sullivan.) 

April 8, 1754, John Sullivan signed 
a petition from North Berwick parish. 

April 29, 1756. He witnessed the 
will of Peter Grant of Berwick. (See 
published Maine Wills.) 

Where was schoolmaster John Sul- 
livan before he came to Somersworth 
to teach, in 1736? There is some- 
thing in the above cited letter of his 
wife that may hint at an answer. 



She says Joshua Gilpatrick was a 
pupil of her husband, or had been 'a 
pupil. Where? No such surname 
appears in New Hampshire at that 
time, but there were plenty of Gii- 
patricks in Biddeford, Kennebunk 
and Wells, Maine, descendents of 
Thomas Gilpatrick, who settled in 
old Saco, now Biddeford, about the 
year 1720. The records of the first 
church in Biddeford say that Joshua 
Gilpatrick married Elizabeth Smith, 
March 1, 1750, and he witnessed the 
will , of John Davis of Biddeford, 
May 9, 1752. It may be, then, that 
John Sullivan before settling in 
Somersworth, New Hampshire, taught 
school in Biddeford or vicinity. A 
search of the town records of Bidde- 
ford, Kennebunk, Wells, and York, 
and of records at Alfred, Maine, 
might add something to what we 
know of schoolmaster John Sullivan. 
In the year 1915 a bronze tablet 
was set up as a marker, by the John 
A. Logan Women's Relief Corps, No. 
76, near the place where school- 
master Sullivan lived in Berwick. 
The marker declares that his sons, 
who served in the American Revolu- 
tion, Daniel, John, James and Eben- 
.ezer, were born here. That is, 
doubtless, true "of Ebenezer, born in 
1753, but Daniel, John and James 
were born in Somersworth, in the 
vicinity of Rollinsford Junction, and 
it would have been more accurate to 
have said upon the marker, "on 
this farm were reared" his sons, etc. 
Seven cities claimed to be the birth- 
place of Homer. All cities and 
States are proud of their great sons. 
The writer of this, in his History of 
Durham, N. H.. stated that General 
John Sullivan was probably born in 
Berwick. Later the foregoing evi- 
dences were discovered, and the con- 
sideration of them convinces him 
that the General and Governor of 
New Hampshire, as well as James 
Sullivan, the Governor of Massa- 
chusetts, was born on New Hampshire 
soil. I am a native of Maine and 
am sorry to part with the honor, but 



Up in Old Xcw Hampshire 51 

the fact that my ancestors were near the force of the stubborn facts. If 

neighbors of the Sullivan family in anybody can produce counter evi- 

Rollinsford makes it easier to acknowl- deuces, I shall be happy to change 

edge my former error and to admit my mind again. 



UP IN OLD NEW HAMPSHIRE 

By Charles Pooh Cleaves 

Up in old New Hampshire farmin' pays. 

Ain't a doubt about it; I've been farmin' all my days. 

Sold my latest crop this mornin', and the cash" 

Lies reposin' in my pocket. How d'ye think I got the trash? 

Say now! Fannin's quite a secret! 

But up in old New Hampshire — where we know a thing or two — 

We've just cottoned to the secret. And I don't mind tellhv you. 

First: Your father has a farm. 

And he rakes and scrapes and skins it with a stout and tireless arm 

Till for even- stone he gathered — there they lie in yonder wall — 

He can count a yalier turnip .in the fall; 

And for every child a heifer in the stall; 

And for every day of labor in the years that came and went 

He can count a heap of comfort and an age of sweet content. 

Then you -come in possession. And you know 

That the old man's ways o' farmin' were all tarnation slow. 

So you read the western papers and you study catalogues 

Till you wonder Yankee farmin' hasn't run to cats and dogs. 

Plain truth to any youth. Ain't a farm jest like a bank? 

If you drop your money in it won't a crop grow where it sank? 

You can buy a sorrel rooster for ten times the worth of yours, 

And that figger makes his bigger — and handsomer, of course. 

You can buy a fertilizer that will cost as much agin 

As the heap o' native compost that your father carted in. 

You can find a fancy seed that coses a dollar more a pound; 

You can stock with new machines — and what a joy to have 'em 'round! 

You can build a barn to hold 'em and a shop to make repairs; 

And — s&ynowl Farmin' pays! — 

You support a dozen fellers that are peddlin' out their wares; 

And you keep the factories humming 

And, with signs of good times cornin', 

All the passin' politicians stop to ring your bell — and hand! 

And proclaim the prosperous farmer 

The salvation of the land! 

And a flock o' city cousins come to cry their "Hardly-knew-yer!"s 

And to sit around" the table at Thanksgivin' hallelujahs. 



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And you say: " Wal — y-e-s: farmin' pays. 

But an awful sight o' money I've had to raise. 

Still, I s'pose it's well invested, and it's all there — every cent! 

And I've got the bills and riggers. I can tell jest — where — it — went! 

It's jest as good as cash in the bank 

I can see the — bubbles— where it sank! 

And down in old Concord, when we go down, 

I'll show you men farmin' — like me on a sulky plow — settin' down! 

I set down my figger at six o'clock a. m.: 

They set down their riggers at six cents per annum. 

Wal'! Farmin' pays, — 

Up in old New Hampshire! 

'Tis a pretty hefty winter when you're eatin 5 rnore'n you 'am. 

But you're feediir grain by bushels to the critters in the barn; 

And when the spring-time opens, mebbe ten or twenty more 

Lambs and calves and pigs — say nothin' o' chickens by the score. 

And you feed 'em! And creation bubbles up with livin' things: 

'Tater bugs and caterpillers. gapin' mouths and flyin' wings. 

And you feed 'em! by the million! And the hawks and skunks and crows 

Git a rich and riotous livin'. So the world, o' Natur' grows. 

And behind all is the farmer! feedhY every livin' thing: 

Skunk and man and politician, 

Merchant, preacher and physician. 

Agent, editor, musician, 

All that walk or swim or cling. 

And the farmer's ragged weskit hides a sproutin' angel's wing. 

Talk of angels! There's a real one in the kitchen on the farm,, 
Raisin' up a flock o' cherubs that shall keep the world from harm. 
And when you're jest — fit — to — stagger, under all you have to raise, 
She — takes in a summer boarder! And — say now! Farmin' pays! 

Next: You advertise your Eden: 

"Farm for Summer rent or sale.'' 

And you git some lit'ry feller to draw up a fancy tale: 

How the grass is green as natur': pink-blue skies and bubblin' waters; 

How the farm was made for raisin' stalwart sons and heaven-born daughter; 

Add up all that you've invested, salt it down at six per cent.; 

Double that, from whence you figger what it's wurth at annual rent. 

Or, you — could — be — induced to sell it: at — a trifle rnore'n you've spent. 

Set that bait 

Where some tired city feller longin' for a breath of air, 

That shall cost what he can -pare 

Picks his mornin' paper off his breakfast plate 

And — say now ! Farmin' pays ! 

Bet the jingle in my pocket you won't have long to wait! 



J 



THE STORY OF LITTLE JANE 

By Katherine C. Meatier 



Little Jane's heart was set on going 
to Jacob Merrill's funeral, but there 
seemed to be no one to go with her, 
'•'and you will be afraid to walk all that 
four miles alone," objected her mother. 

''Afraid — indeed!" Little Jane 
tossed her curly head at the idea. 
Had not her father been a Revolu- 
tionary soldier, and was not her grand- 
father Harriinan one of the first 
settlers of nobody knows how many 
towns? Besides, what was there to 
be afraid of between here and the 
meeting house? (This was in the 
year 1821 and Jane was not quite 
eleven years old.) 

Really there was nothing to fear, 
and Mrs. Carleton did not wonder 
that Jane was anxious to go. If only 
one of the older children was at home 
to stay with little Mary Annette, who 
was too young to walk so far, she would 
go too, for the tragic fate of this young 
man, cut down before he had fairly 
reached his prime, crushed to death 
by some logs rolling onto him in the 
millyard. would give Father Suther- 
land a grand opportunity to preach 
one of those powerful funeral sermons 
for which he was so famous, and which 
not many months before had called 
forth a letter of remonstrance from 
some of his parishioners. 

"And there is one thing more we 
would mention," wrote the good 



brethren, "and that is your sermons*' 
you preach at funerals, % which got to 
be a great greaf to your friends at 
home and abroade. They think you 
had better hot say anything about 
the caraeter of the dead unless in 
Extraordinary cases, we think it has 
attendaney in one case to. fill the minds 
of the friends with pride and Exalted 
fealings to extol them, and in the 
other case with very disagreeable 
fealings and cause resentment. Sir, 
these things have made a great deal 
of talk in this and naburing towns, 
and your friends have been quite 
alarmed about the matter. 

"We feal and think that on such 
occasions the living are the ones that 
ought to be preached to in such an 
Empressive manner, that they may 
see the nessesity of Living constantly 
prepared for death." 

But Jane was impatient to be off 
and could hardly wait while her 
mother curled her long auburn hair 
(her brothers sometimes called it red 
when they wanted to tease her), 
buttoned her pink print dress down 
the back, tied on her little white sun- 
bonnet and with man}' parting in- 
structions bade her goodbye. 

Jane set out happily, carrying her 
shoes and stockings in one hand and 
in the other a few carraway cookies 
carefully wrapped in her clean hand- 



*Jane MeKioley Carleton, the daughter of Jesse Carleton and his wife, Nancy Agnes Harri- 
man, was born at Bath, X.' H., July 29, 1810; married James Sidney Morse of Groveland, 
Mass., October 17, 1830. Her married life was spent in Groveland and, later, in Worcester, 
where she died, September 10. 1890. 

She spent several years of her lite with her daughter in Enfield, Conn., and the above little 
anecdote of her childhood was told me by her granddaughter Jessie Brainard Abbe, an ex- 
pert genealogist of that town, who had it from her grandmother's lips. 

As will be noted, she came from pioneer stock on both sides, her maternal grandfather, 
Jasaiel Harrirnan, being one of the signers of the famous New Hampshire Association Test, 
and one of the very first settlers of both Haverhill and Bath; while her father, Jesse Carleton, 
had a distinguished Revolutionary record and traced his ancestry in an unbroken hue back 
to the Norman, Baldwin de Carle'ton the founder of the family in 1006. 

Soon after Carleton Hall was built near Penrith, Cumberland County, England. This an- 
cestral home was occupied by successive generations of the family for more than 600 years. 

The immigrant. Edward Carleton, the'immediate ancestor of our branch of the Carleton 
family, came to America in 1038, with Rev. Ezekiel Rogers' party, and settled in Rowley, 
Mass. 



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kerchief. How she enjoyed the walk 
that lovely April morning, though 
the road for the first mile was hardly 
more than a bridle path — up by the 
old Indian wigwams now deserted., 
across the Wild Ammonoosuc on the 
stepping stones; then on past the 
"Big Rock" where years and years 
before, her Aunt Carr, then little 
Mercy Harriman, had planted the 
first pumpkins and cucumbers ever 
raised in the town. She had heard 
the story told so often that she could 
almost see the child busily carrying 
the rich loam up to the flat top of the 
rock in her little apron, while her 
pioneer father and mother were build- 
ing their first rude shelter just below. 

Then ; begging a few seeds from 
their much prized and scanty store, 
she planted her little garden in play, 
unconscious that she was at the same 
time planting for herself unfading 
laurels. 

But, with many a backward look, 
Jane kept on past, the grand Payson 
mansion and through the village. 
She did not loiter here, for the meet- 
ing house T\as two miles further on, 
but she could not forbear, as she 
crossed the Big Ammonoosuc, to stop 
on the long bridge and look down into 
the millyard, where poor Jacob had 
met his untimely death. 

It made her feel so sad and mourn- 
ful. She wished she was a grown up 
lady and could wear a black dress and 
veil, to show how much she mourned. 
As she went on she kept thinking how 
hard it was to try to mourn pioperly 
in a pink dress and white sunbonnet. 

But when she reached Widow 
Blanks, where she was to stop and put 
on her shoes, the door of Opportunity 
suddenly opened, and little Jane, a 
true daughter of her race, walked 
bravely in. Widow Blank, poor soul, 
had twisted her ankle that very morn- 
ing and could hardly walk a step. 

"Oh," exclaimed Jane breathlessly, 
"if you are not going mayn't I wear 
your bonnet and veil? We all liked 
Jacob so much and I want to do 
something to mourn," 



"My bonnet and veil, child?" 
echoed the good woman in surprise. 
"Why yes, and my gloves too if you 
want them." So the simple minded, 
good hearted widow brought out the 
coveted finery, albeit somewhat faded 
and worse for wear. 

The church was full. All the big 
square, pews, with their cunning little 
doors and with the benches on three 
sides, all the seats in the long gallery 
over head were packed. 

How still everything was, and how 
saintly Father Sutherland looked, 
standing up there in the high pulpit 
with the great sounding board over 
his head. 

Yet at this solemn moment who 
could help smiling at the quaint little 
figure, which came demurely up the 
aisle, her sweet earnest face framed 
with golden curls and surmounted 
by the rusty crape bonnet, while the 
limp folds of the veil, nearly envelop- 
ing the slender form, hung several 
inches below the hem of the pink 
gown. Her little hands, encased in 
the faded black cotton gloves, were 
primly folded over her clean hand- 
kerchief. 

But nothing could disturb Father 
Sutherland's sweet serenity. As he 
lifted his hand, a solemn, almost awful, 
silence fell upon the congregation and 
they sat there as if spellbound by his 
eloquence for almost two hours. It 
was a most dramatic and powerful 
discourse and little Jane listened, 
awestruck, and mourned sincerely, 
clad in all the "trappings of woe." 

That night she gave the family a 
complete" account of the funeral — 
who were there and what they wore, 
as well as what the minister said, but 
she did not mention the borrowed 
bonnet — she probably forgot it. 

A few days later, however, a neigh- 
bor who had more curiosity than good 
manners, asked Mrs. Carleton why 
did little Jane wear Widow Blank's 
bonnet to Jacob Merrill's funeral? 

"Widow Blank's bonnet! Indeed, 
she did not. She wore her own little 
ruffled sunbonnet." 



Some Time, Some Day 55 

''Ah, but she did, for I sat directly hills. But she never would quite 

behind her and I should know those big finish the story. "What did vour 

brass pins anywhere.'' So little Jane mother say?" we children would ask 

was called upon to give an account of eagerly. "Was she cross? Did she 

herself and obliged to "fess up." scold you or did she laugh?" 

Little Jane lived to be eighty years Grandmother would always shake 

old and used to delight in telling her her head and with a mysterious smile 

grandchildren this story as well as and a twinkle in her eye, would reply, 

many others of her childhood days, "You know my mother was a Harri- 

away up among the New Hampshire man." 



SOME TIME, SOME DAY 

By Mary Alice Dwyre 

A child sat in a ball room, 

And watched the shifting crowd 
Of dancers on the polished floor, 

And then she spoke aloud — 
"I'll dance like them, some time, 

If Mother says I may; 
Oh! I'll be like them some time, 

Some time, some day." 

A maiden walked by the seashore, 

And looked out on the troubled sea, 
»As a pair of youthful lovers 

Strolled past her aimlessly; 
And as the breakers roared, 

She turned to softly say, 
"Oh! I'll be like them some time — 

Some time, some day." 

Love came unto the maiden, 

And she became a wife, 
And soon the gift of a child, 

Brightened all her life; 
But often, when about her tasks, 

She was heard to gently say, 
"Lwant other joys, 

They'll come, some time, some day." 

And so is our life, and our pleasures 

Are like the mists before the rain; 
They enfold us for a minute, 

And then they are gone again; 
But if all our trials we conquer, 

When death's angel comes our way, 
We shall rest contented in Heaven, 

Some time, some day! 



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THE ACADEMY IX EXETER 
A Retrospect 

By Charles Xevers Holmes 

memories whose embers burn! 

Those years of youth when life was free; 
Back, back again my thoughts return, 
Fair Exeter, to thee. 

Once more, amid romantic days, 

Ere deeper knowledge dulled the heart, 

Ere soul was wise in worldly ways 
Of man and mone}''s mart, 

1 pause beneath some shady tree. 

Or rest upon yon campus-lawn, 
And there in vivid vision see 
The faces dead and gone. 

Again our chapel's bell recalls 

My drowsy mind to morning prayer, 

Once more within those classic walls 
I climb that chapel's stair; 

Or in some recitation room, 

When Xature beckons out of door, 

Bedecked with Playtime's fragrant bloom, 
I doze o'er Latin lore; 

Yet oft amid the dead of night, 

When all the town is still and dark, 

My study-lamp shines clear and bright 
Like learning's sleepless spark. 

Again those Sabbath church-bells sound 
Their summons to the souls of youth, 

To visit consecrated ground 
And hear the words of Truth; 

Ah, like some dream, far, far away, 
The student days that I spent here, 

Ere care awoke or hair w r as gray, 
Ere sorrow shed a tear! 

O memories whose embers burn! 

Those years of youth when life was free; 
Back, back again my thoughts return, 

Fair Exeter, to thee. 



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DIAMOND LEDGE 

By George Wilson Jennings 



Early last summer, some friends, 
who reside in the southern part of the 
Granite State, extended to the writer 
an invitation to accompany them on 
an auto trip to a section of the White 
Mountains, known as "Diamond 
Ledge," which is situated one- "coun- 
try" mile from Sandwich Centre, 
New Hampshire. Leaving just be- 
fore sunrise, our party set out on this 
journey of seventy miles, the first 
stops being Rochester and Three 
Ponds. Passing through Union and 
Ossipee, we had a charming view of 
Ossipee Lake. In the distance, the 
Chocorua Mountain and Chocorua 
Lake; "First a lake tinted with sun- 
rise; next the waving lines of the far 
receding hills'' . . . 

After a short rest at Sandwich 
Centre we proceeded to do a little 
climbing, in order to reach Diamond 
Ledge, no easy task, and a bit perilous. 
We soon reached the top. without 
mishap, however, and found our- 
selves at our destination. It was 
very thoughtful of our former Presi- 
dent, Theodore Roosevelt, at the end 
of an extended journey, to compli- 
ment the engineer who brought him 
safely through. We lost no time in 
following his example upon reaching 
the end of our trip, and heartily con- 
gratulating the Xew Hampshire son, 
who was our pilot. 

It is a good and safe rule to sojourn 
in every place as if you meant to 
spend your entire life there; improving 
every opportunity, as well as mo king 
friends. 

Here we found nothing to obstruct 
our view of the horizon. Diamond 
Ledge is set on a mountain, 1,600 feet 
above the sea level, a diamond as it 
were, to its jeweled neighbors, a clear- 
cut gem of nature, polished with 
scenic environments and set in a 
wealth of mountain scenery. For 
miles the eye commands a succession 



of rocky and verdure-clad peaks. 
The mountains of Maine, Mount 
Pleasant, White Face. North East 
Passaconway, and Old Chocorua; 
looming up in the distance are the 
Weetamoo, and Pennacook Moun- 
tains. The Pennacook Range was 
so named by Pennegan, an Indian 
chief, who gave one of his daughters 
in marriage to the chief of the Penna- 
cooks. The tribe was numerous in 
Xew Hampshire in 1660, and it is 
interesting to relate that a remnant 
of their number is still in existence in 
St. Francis, Province of Quebec, Can- 
ada. Ossipee Range is plainly seen, 
as well as the old Indian trail which 
leads into Canada. As the eye fol- 
lows this trail, one can fancy a band 
of Indians going through the pass; 
-especially at the autumn season, when 
nature is all aglow. At the sunset 
hour one can imagine a procession of 
warriors, some on horseback and 
some afoot, with a slow measured 
tread; paint, buckskin, beads and 
feathers galore. A vision that brings 
to mind these lines: 

Would you learn of the Forest 
Its tears and its laughter? 
Go follow the trail, ■ 
When the sunlight lies pale, 
And the shadows creep after. 

At Diamond Ledge we were enter- 
tained at the homes of several friends, 
who spend many months yearly in 
this country. One of the lodges, 
where our party stopped, bears the 
name of Lindisfarne; the name was 
taken from an island in Northum- 
berland, on the coast, near York, Eng- 
land. These lodges are surrounded 
by the most luxuriant trees, the Colo- 
rado spruce, natural pines, fir balsam, 
maples and poplars. As we sat in the 
great living room at Lindisfarne. our 
genial hostess read to us from her 
favorite books: "Mid-Summer in 
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of Sandwich Centre), and the "White 
Hills in Poetry," relating: at intervals 
many little anecdotes concerning that 
section of the White Mountains. 
This room contained some rare ex- 
amples of antique furniture, a Willard 
banjo clock of the period of 1S10, a 
"Ben" Franklin, or "gate leg' 7 table,, 
and before the open fireplace, with 
blazing logs, stood one of those great 
roomy chairs, known as the ''hood" 
chair. About the room, here and 
there, stood several Windsor chairs 
of the period of 1S00. All of these 
heirlooms were handed down through 
successive generations. The hospi- 
tality that was extended to us at 
Weetamoo Lodge will not soon be 
forgotten. This home, with its 
porches, and the open fireplaces, 
would tempt one to remain there all 
the year round. After a sumptuous 
dinner at the old-fashioned hour of 
one o'clock, we repaired to the ve- 
randa, where we sat for several hours 
watching the many changing scenes 
on the hills, and the clouds that 
floated above the summit of the 
mountains, while in the valley below 
could plainly be seen a severe storm. 
As we looked toward Pennacook 
Mountain, one of our party repeated 
that verse of Whittier's: 

Not for the jar of the loom and the wheel; 
The gliding of shuttles, the ringing of steel, 
But the old voice of waters, of bird and of 

breeze, 
The dip of the wild-fowl, the rustling of trees. 

This cordial entertainment, like all 
other good things in life, was soon at 
an end, and it was with a feeling of 
regret that we bade our friends adieu. 
When at the sunset hour we turned 
our faces homeward, among these 
hills renowned in story and song, the 
legends and traditions that always cling 
to the White Mountains were retold. 
There is a lesson to be learned from 
the hills; they have a tendency to lift 
mankind from the sordid side of life, 
and teach us to be firm of mind, to 
cultivate strength of purpose; and, at 
'times, silence. "To the hills we turn 
for strength for they are everlasting. " 



On our return trip down the moun- 
tain, it is always a source of pleasure 
to look at old Choeorua (that is, if one 
can forget the sad legend connected 
with it). Choeorua was a chief of the 
Ossipee tribe. He was afraid of 
nothing: he fought in many battles 
to keep the white men away from his 
people, and their ''hunting ground." 
But the settlers and the soldiers were 
too strong for his warriors. The Os<i- 
l pee tribe was driven, foot by foot, 
over the border into Canada. Cho- 
eorua and a handful of braves re- 
mained. The Colony of Massachu- 
setts offered many pounds of silver 
for scalps of the Indians. One by 
one Chocorua's men were killed; then 
he held his ground alone. He re- 
treated further and further up the 
mountain when pursued by the white 
men. T Iis arrows were gone; death 
or ea} aire were before him. With 
folded arms he stood silent on the 
peak. A bullet whizzed by him. 
Then he lifted up his voice in prophecy 
of woe to the white men's land, of 
sickness to the cattle, of death to the 
young men; he sang the cry of aban- 
donment of the land, then he plunged 
in the dark sea of mist and pines to 
his death three thousand feet below. 
The mountain was called by his brave 
name. A huge gray 'boulder today 
lies at the base of Choeorua Moun- 
tain, which is known as this chiefs 
last resting place. 

Another enjoyable incident was the 
view we had of Asquam Lake, with 
its mirror-like surface stretching 
northward. Much could be said 
about this famous lake named by the 
Indians as signifying (literally) " beau- 
tiful-surroundecl-by- water-place. " Its 
waters are as clear as crystal and 
reflect every change and tinge of 
color of the clouds, trees, and sky. 
The graceful lines of its shore, its 
miniature islands, the mists which at 
dawn and sunset veil the distant land- 
scape, add the charm of mystery to 
the region. 

Xearing Ossipee, we were halted by 
the sound of a key-bugle, and there is 



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nothing that stirs the blood more than 
this music among the" mountains in 
particular. It ranged from the low 
soft notes of a mother's lullaby, to 
the clear ecstatic ring which kindles 
the fire among armed men and makes 
them smile at death. About sunset 
the mountains and the woods seemed 
to be filled with the birds calling each 
other, and the air seems to contain 
silver bells. Think of woods filled 
with chiming bells. How interesting 
is all this mountain and wood life 
going on year after year, musical with 
bird songs, the chatter of squirrels, 
the clear call of the deer to each other. 
The songs and sound of the moun- 
tains still linger as of a place of dreams 
and repose; the silence is eloquent 
with God's presence. 

Here was the beloved ground of 
Whittier, where Indian legends float 
in the breezes, and when the little 
mists rise over the mountains, all the 
people say "Look! The ghosts of the 
Indians are abroad on the mountains; 



See! they are smoking the pipe of 
peace over their once happy hunting 
grounds." 

The following lines appeal to a native 
born son of New Hampshire and con- 
tain a wealth of deep-rooted sentiment: 

Yet far beyond her hills and streams New 
Hampshire dear we hold, 

A thousand memories our glowing hearts 
unfold; 

For in dreams we see the early home by the 
elm or the maple tall, 

The orchard-trees where the robin built, and 
the well by the garden wall 

The lilacs and the apple blossoms make para- 
dise of May, 

And up from the clover-meadows, floats the 
breath of new mown hay. 

One of the stillest moonlight even- 
ings; not a sound but the bleat of a 
lamb, and the murmur of a river; all 
the rest a cool broad friendly silence. 
Peace comes down with the soft 
clouds and the mists that veil the hills, 
and the mountains sing all night in 
the moonlight. 

Brooklyn, N. Y. 



TILL THEN AND AFTERWARDS 

By Stewart Everett Rowe 

Come here, my queen; to you I now must say 

A word before I lie me down to rest — 
Throughout this pure and perfect autumn day 

All, all my thoughts have been of you, the be$t,- 
Best soul for me; and when I'm old and gray, 

When I'll have climbed and stood upon the crest 
You'll still be queen for me to lead the way 

To paths where walk the sanctified and blest! 

Why speak me thus? I cannot answer why; 

Ionly know I never felt before 
These strange, dry sobs that make me pray to cry 

My eyes out for the one down on the shore. 
I only know I want you till I die 

And after that, — forever, evermore! 



^"•f— , 



A NEW YEAR'S GREETING 



By Harry V. Lou 



re nee 



All was quiet on the good ship Blue 
Bell as she steamed out of the bay, 
bound for a trip to the Old World. 
On this vessel one could find clergy- 
men, doctors, nurses and mam' people 
who were prominent in good works in 
the various communities from which 
they had come. For several days the 
ship held a very quiet set of passen- 
gers, as the weather was rather rough, 
and many of them had not adjusted 
their "sea legs'* to the strenuous con- 
ditions of the stormy Atlantic. On 
the sixth day out the passengers began 
to show more interest in each other, 
and more or less singing of religious 
songs was indulged in, much to the 
disgust of the rugged looking crew, 
and amusement of the robust looking 
Captain Fair. 

Early on the morning of the seventh 
day out, as the ship was nearing the 
European coast, First Officer Lucas 
thought he discovered t}\e periscope 
of a submarine on the ship's port 
side, and he immediately reported his 
suspicions to Captain Fair. The cap- 
tain rushed up to the bridge and 
adjusted his marine glasses for a bet- 
ter view. By this time the passen- 
gers had heard the news and flocked 
to the upper decks to get a glimpse of 
the dreaded under-sea boat. First 
Officer Lucas was correct in his deduc- 
tion, and in a few minutes the sub- 
marine rose to the surface and fired a 
shot across the bow of the Blue Bell. 
Captain Fair gave the signal to stop 
his vessel, and in a short time the 
submarine, which seemed to be of the 
Holland type, drew up alongside the 
Blue Bell and sent officers aboard to 
examine the vessel and its papers. 

As the young submarine com- 
mander appeared on deck he imme- 
diately saluted the captain and his 
officers and demanded, in perfectly 
good English, to be shown the ship's 
papers. After detailing Officers Cha- 



pin and Jennings to show the other 
submarine officers about the boat, 
Captain Fair took the young com- 
mander to his cabin for an interview. 
In _ the meantime the passengers 
divided their time by watching the 
submarine and casting furtive glances 
at the strange officers who were in- 
specting the vessel. 

While the inspection of the vessel 
was in progress the passengers were 
decidedly anxious, as they had heard 
fearful stories about the destructive 
powers of a submarine, and they also 
observed that First Officer Lucas was 
having about all he could attend to 
in keeping the vessel steady, as there 
was a strong wind blowing from the 
East. Down in the cabin the captain 
was explaining the reasons for his 
passengers visiting Europe while the 
war was in progress. 

The young foreign commander said: 
"Captain, do you mean that you have 
no munitions of war aboard this ves- 
sel, and that these passengers are 
bound for the battlefields to help re- 
lieve distress?" The captain said: 
"That is exactly what I mean, sir." 
As the argument went on in the cap- 
tain's cabin the passengers became 
more nervous, and, as this condition 
had been observed by Chief Engineer 
Stone, on a trip about the boat, he 
went to the upper deck, pulled a 
machine-gun from under some canvas 
and trained it on the submarine's 
deck. His idea was to force respect 
for the Blue Bell, as the machine-gun 
was his own private property. Un- 
fortunately the two cabin boys, 
George and Tom, thought it would 
s be a good joke to put a cord across 
the opening to the captain's cabin so 
that the young foreign commander 
would trip" up as he left the captain's 
quarters. In a few minutes the inter- 
view was over, and the submarine 
commander started for the door, fell 



A Basket of Chips 



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over the cord, and landed heavily on 
t be deck. He immediately arose to his 
i'o-ct with an oath, and, as he had seen 
the boys laughing a short distance 
away, gave the following order to his 
men: "Take the young rascals aboard 
the submarine for punishment." 

Captain Fair immediately said: 
"Sir, I will discipline the boys my- 
self, but you cannot take them from 
my vessel while I am in command. 77 
The situation had become tense and, 
as the two commanders glared at 
each other, Chief Engineer Stone 
came up, and said: " Captain Fair, at 
the present moment I have the sub- 
marine covered with a machine-gun 
and one volley will put her on the 
bottom of the ocean as she is onlv 



twenty yards away." The subma- 
rine commander glared at the chief 
engineer a moment, and then said: 
"Well, I'll admit you have got the 
drop on us as we all know she could 
not stand a volley at twenty yards, 
and, if you will agree not to fire, I 
will leave your vessel alone, as I 
realize most of your passengers are 
visiting Europe to accomplish much 
good, and we will all be glad when the 
big fight is over." As the submarine 
officers left the Blue Bell some of the 
passengers remembered it was Jan- 
uary First, and they called out greet- 
ings to the foreign officers, and, just 
before submerging, the entire sub- 
marine crew shouted: "A Happv New 
Year to all." 



A BASKET OF CHIPS 

By Delia Honey 

I picked them up, and saw at once 

No two were just the same — 
A school boy, be he wise or dunce. 

If he took them as they came, 
Could not but see some large, some small; 
Yet we gather them in, we gather all. 

The maple chips were large and white, 

With birds'-eye knots in their grain; 
The curly birch with its bark, at night 

Makes a cheerful flame, and in the main 
Each chip is all that we desire 
To bring good cheer in an open fire. 

The Good Lord holds us as so many chips 

In His spacious basket, to use; 
There are no two alike, we make blunders and slips, 

But He will never abuse: 
And if we are ready, and in faith do ask it 
He will gather us all in His spacious basket. 

He will use us, too, to make light and cheer 

In this world He has put us in: 
Till He calls us hence, into visions dear, 

His chips, be they thick or thin — 
For the Master's use, be we great or small, 
He'll gather us in—He'll gather all. 



NEW HAMPSHIRE NECROLOGY ' 



DR. JOHN GEORGE DEARBORN 

John George Dearborn, M. D.. born in 
Meredith, May 27, 1835, son of James and 
Sally Blake (Prescott) Dearborn, died in 
Charlestown, Mass., January 2, 1916. 

Dr. Dearborn was educated in the Meredith 
schools, and at Gilford Academy. He studied 
medicine with Drs. Albert A. Moulton and 
George Sanborn of Meredith, and was grad- 
uated, M. D., at the University of the City 
of New York in 1S5S. He located in prac- 
tice in Gilford, in October of that year con- 
tinuing three years. February, 10,* 1S64, he 
was appointed Assistant Surgeon hi the U. S. 
Navy, and continued in this service till 
January 22, 1866. He then located in prac- 
tice in Charlestown, Mass., where he con- 
tinued. 

He was physician and surgeon to the 
Massachusetts state prison from 1869 to 
1S72, and was also physician to the Charles- 
town Free Dispensary and Hospital. 4 He 
was a Knight Templar Mason; a member of the 
Military order of the Loyal Legion, of the 
Bunker Hill Monument Association, and of 
the Massachusetts Medical Society. He 
served several years on the Charlestown 
School Board and was a vestryman of 
St. John's Episcopal Church for some time. 

He married, June 17, 1S79, Miss Susan 
Edwards of Charlestown who survives, with 
one daughter, Helen M. 

FRANK H. CARLETON 
Frank II. Carleton, a prominent lawyer 
and business man of Minneapolis, Minn., 
and a native of the town of Newport in this 
state, died at St. Barnabas Hospital in that 
city, February 1, 1916. 

Mr. Carleton was born October 8, 1849, 
the son of the late Henry G. Carleton of 
Newport, for forty years associate editor 
and proprietor of the "Argus and Spectator of 
that town. He was educated at Kimball 
Union Academy and Dartmouth College, 
graduating from the latter in 1S72, and 
removing to Minnesota soon after graduation, 
where he first engaged in newspaper work, 
but, later, became clerk of the St. Paul 
Municipal Court, and pursued the study of 
law with Cushman K. Davis and C. D. 
O'Brien. He was the private secretary of 
Gov. John S. PiUsbury, and afterward engaged 
in law practice in Minneapolis, gaining prom- 
inence in his profession. 

He had served as assistant city-attorney, 
and as a member of the library board, and 
was a director of the Minnesota Congrega- 
tional Home Mission Society. He was a 
Mason, an Elk, a member of the Minneapolis 
Athletic Club, and a trustee of the Park 
Avenue Congregational Church of Minne- 
apolis. Last year he made an extended visit 



in Newport and was planning to come again 
this year. 

He was united in marriage in 1881, with 
Ellen, daughter of Judge E. S. Jones, who 
survives, with a daughter and five sons, the 
youngest, of whom is now a student at 
Dartmouth. 

REV. ALBERT H. THOMPSON 

Rev. Albert H. Thompson, for many years 
paster of the Congregational Church at 
Raymond, died suddenly of angina pectoris, 
on Saturday evening, January 29. 1916. 

Mr. Thompson was born in Chelsea, 
Mass., January 27, 1S49. When he was 
three years old his father, a sea captain, 
and his mother were drowned at sea and 
he was reared in the home of his mothers' 
relatives at Searsport, Me. 

He was graduated from Phillips Academy 
at Andover in 1S6S, and from Amherst in 
1S72. He was the valedictorian of his college 
class and its permanent secretary. In 1875 
he was graduated from Yale Divinity School, 
and was also its permanent class secretary. 

In 1S74 Mr. Thompson was licensed to 
preach by the New Haven West Association, 
and on February 26, 1879, he was ordained 
at Bingham, Me. From 1S75 to 1S77 he 
was stated supply at Georgetown, Conn., and 
then for two years at Bingham, Me. In 
1SS0-S7 he was acting pastor at Wakefield 
and during this period wrote a history of the 
town for the History of Carroll County. 
He had served the Raymond church since 
1SS8, and on March 30, 1905, was installed 
as its settled pastor. He long served the 
Rockingham Conference of Congregational 
and Presbyterian Churches as secretary- 
treasurer. 

He was a Mason, an Odd Fellow and a 
Patron of Husbandry, and had served many 
years as chaplain of Raymond Grange, 
and of Gov. Bachelder Pomona Grange. 
He was also the correspondent of many 
papers, his regular contributions to the 
Exeter News Letter being of special interest. 

He leaves a wife, who was Arvilla P. 
Hardy, daughter of the late Loammi Hardy, 
of Ossipee, long registrar of deeds for Carroll 
County, and two daughters, "Miss Elizabeth 
H. Thompson, who has a library post at 
Trinity College, and Mrs. Arvilla H. Ewell, 
of Fostoria, Ohio. 

MISS HARRIET W. TUTTLE 

Harriet W. Tuttle, who died at her home 
in Worcester, Mass., February 7, 1916, was 
a native of the town of Harrisville, N. H., 
fiftv-five years of age. 

She was the daughter of Rev. William G. 
and Harriet Wallace Tuttle, her father being 
a Congregational clergyman, who after 



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•raving New Hampshire was long pastor of 
the church at Ware, Mass., where was her 
home in early life." Her education was 
completed at Wellesley College, which she 
left "in 1879 to become the first principal 
of Northrield (Mass.) Seminary, which 
position she held three years. After a year 
of study abroad, she became assistant to the 
President, Alice Freeman Palmer, at Wellesley 
but was compelled to resign in 1893, to care 
for her parents in their declining years. 

Miss Tuttle held an enviable place among 
an unusually wide circle of friends, as a 
member of the Congregational Woman's 
Board of Missions in Boston, and its Worcester 
County branch, which last body she served 
for many years as home secretary and 
later as a vice-president. She was a member 
of Piedmont Church in Worcester. She is 
survived bv a brother, Dr. Edward Gerry 
Tuttleof New York. 

AMOS H. WHIPPLE 

Amos H. Whipple, a prominent hotel 
man of Boston, and long proprietor of the 
Copley Square Hotel, died there suddenly 
January 24, 1916. 

He was a native of the town of New 
London, a son of Dr. Solomon M. and Henri- 
etta K. (Hersey) Whipple, born June 21, 1S56. 
He received his education at Colby Academy, 
in New London, and at an early age began 
his business career. His father was a 
prominent physician, who, in addition to 
his professional work, established a pharmacy 
in New London, which his son managed for 
awhile, becoming a registered pharmacist. 

He later acquired and conducted two 
stage lines which had their terminus in 
New London and he also conducted a livery 
stable there, as he did at Potter Place, N. B.\, 
and another business interest was a carriage 
and harness repository. When the first 
telephone company was established in New 
London, Mr. Whipple became half owner in 
starting the business. He also conducted the 
Heidelberg Hotel in New London, his first 
hotel experience, and he made it popular 
with summer visitors. 

Removing to Boston, to engage in hotel 
life, he was first employed at Hotel Thorndike, 
going later to the Nottingham, as manager, 
where he continued seven years, and about 
eleven years ago became proprietor of the 
Copley Square Hotel winch he managed 
thereafter, and was it is said, the only hotel 
manager in Boston who owned the house 
which he conducted. 

Mr. Whipple was president of the Boston 
Hotel Men's Association, past president of 
the Massachusetts Association and was at 
one time vice-president of the Hotel Men's 
Mutual Benefit Association, a national 
organization. For several years he was a 
member of the Algonquin Club. He was 
unmarried and leaves as his nearest surviving 
relative one brother, Sherman Leland Whipple 



the eminent Boston lawyer who resides in 
Brookline. A third brother of the family 
was Dr. Ashley Cooper Whipple, a physician 
in Ashland, N. EL, who died at the "age of 
twenty-eight years. 

REV. HENRY S. KIMBALL 
Rev. Henry S. Kimball, born in Candia 
seventy-seven years ago, died at the State 
Hospital in Boston, January 20. 

He was for a time in youth a dry goods 
clerk in Manchester, but later studied for the 
Congregational ministry, and was ordained. 
He held several pastorates in Massachusetts, 
and about eighteen years ago became t he- 
pastor at Troy, where he remained eleven 
years, then removing to Surry where he had 
been located for the last seven years, preach- 
ing his last sermon there December 19, 
soon after which he suffered a slight shock 
from which he never rallied but grew worse 
till his decease. 

_ He leaves a widow and three daughters,. 
Mrs. A. W. Bowser of Halifax, N. S.. wife 
of a sergeant in the Seventy-fourth Overseas 
Regiment; Mrs. F. W. "Cross of South 
Royalston, Mass., whose husband is a member 
of the Massachusetts legislature, and Miss- 
Annie Kimball, a school teacher in Bridgeport, 
Conn.; also three grand-daughters. 

WILLIAM R. BURLEIGH 

William R. Burleigh, a native and for 
years a prominent lawyer of Somersworth, 
but of late a resident of Manchester, died at 
his home in the latter city, January 27, 1916. 

William Russell Burleigh was a son of 
Micajah C. and Mary (Russell) Burleigh, 
born February 13, 1851. He was educated 
in the public schools, Phillips Exeter Academy 
and Dartmouth College, graduating from the 
latter in 1872, in the class with Frank H. 
Carleton, Albert S. Batchellor, George 
Fred Williams and Adna D. and Anson L. 
Keyes. After a course at the Harvard Law 
School, he engaged in practice in 1874, at 
Somersworth, at first in company with- 
Nathaniel Wells, subsequently with his son, 
Christopher H. Wells, now editor of the- 
Somersworth Free Press, and later with 
William F. Russell. He held high rank at 
the bar, and was for a time solicitor of 
Strafford County. 

After a time he abandoned the law to- 
engage in manufacturing, having come into 
possession of a bobbin factory which was 
removed to Dover and there operated for 
some time. Going out of this business he 
removed to Chicago, and jesumed legal 
practice which he continued till about seven 
years ago, when he returned to New Hamp- 
shire. 

Mr. Burleigh was prominent in Masonry,. 
had been Grand Master of the Grand Lodge 
of New Hampshire, and was a Knight 
Templar. 

Mr. Burleigh was twice married. His 



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first wife was Miss Mary Lord, who died 
in 1SS7. He later married Miss Jennie 
White of Manchester, who survives him, as 
also do one -on, John 11., of Manchester, one 
brother, Edward S. Burleigh, of Tavares, 
Fla., and two sisters, Mrs. Charles W. Wright 
of La Grange, 111., and Mrs. Edmund S. 
Boyer of Exeter. 

REV. WILLIAM II. WALBRIDGE 
Rev. William II. Walbridge, born in 
Brookfield, Vt., March 5, 1841, died in 
Milford, X. IL, January 27. 1916. 

He was educated in the public schools 
.and at the Theological Seminary at Green- 
field, Mass., and entered the Unitarian 
ministry, holding pastorates at Stowe, Vt. } 
and other places. He became pastor of the 
church in Milford. „ September -1, 1881, and 
continued until 1894. Fifteen years ago, in 
1900. he relinquished a pastorate in Rochester, 
returned to Milford, bought a large farm 
and engaged extensively in agriculture for 
a number of years, but sold out about four 
years ago and bought a small place near the 
village where he died. He served six years 
as chairman of the school board in Milford, 
refusing re-election last year. Milford 
honored him by election to the legislatures of 
1909 and 1911, when he served on the 
education and railroad rates committees. 



He was a staunch Republican and in 1912 
was his party's candidate for the state senate 
from the Thirteenth district. 
^ In _ 1861, Mr. Walbridge married Miss 
Fannie Burnham of Roxbury, Vt., who died 
in 1895. Two years later he married Mrs. 
E. F. Adams of Portland, Me., who survives 
him, together with three children: Elmer 
B. Walbridge of the West Indies, Mrs. Lucy 
M. Annis of Rochester, and Charles F. 
Walbridge of Milford. 

ANDREW J. HOLMES 
Andrew Jackson Holmes, a veteran printer 
of Concord, died at his home in that city 
February 1(3, 1916, aged eighty-one years. 

He was a native of Jaffrey, born October 
2S_, 1834, and spent most of his life at the 
printer's trade, which he learned in youth, in 
various offices in Manchester and the Capital 
City* except for a period of service in the 
Union Army, during the Civil War, as a 
member of the Third New Hampshire Regi- 
ment, from August, 1861, to December, 1862, 
when he was discharged for disability. He 
was long ari employee of the Patriot Office, but 
for many years previous to and up to the time 
of his death, was engaged by the Rumford 
Printing Company. He was highly esteemed 
by his associates, a man of fine principles, an 
Odd Fellow and an uncompromising Democrat. 



EDITOR AND PUBLISHER'S NOTES 



It now seems to be settled that there is to 
be no contest in either party over the choice 
-of delegates from this state to the several 
national conventions for the nomination of 
candidates for President and Vice-President, 
the withdrawal of certain previously an- 
nounced candidates in the Democratic party 
having left only the requisite number in the 
field. There seems to be no" question as to 
whom the Democratic delegates will support 
for the presidential nomination, there being 
only one man mentioned in that connection; 
but with the Republicans and Progressives 
(the latter party having entered the field with 
delegate candidates; the situation is different. 
"The Weeks boom, which apparently had 
strong Republican support in the state, for a 
time, seems to have spent its force, and the 
.""watchful waiting" policy now seems to 
prevail, though there are a good many un- 
compromising Roosevelt men in. both the 
Republican and Progressive ranks. 



• The Manchester Equal Suffrage Asso- 
ciation is engaged in an active and syste- 
matic campaign for the promotion of the 
cause of ''Votes for Women" in that city, 
where very little work along that line has 
beeu done in the past. The State Associa- 
tion is furthering the movement, apparently 



believing that the state's largest city furnishes 
the most promising field for effort in this 
direction at present. A grand suffrage rally, 
to be addressed by Carrie Chapman Catt, 
president of the National Woman Suffrage 
Association, in the Manchester Auditorium 
was arranged for Sunday evening, February 
27. Mrs. Catt, who is a brilliant and enter- 
taining speaker, will be remembered as having 
made an extended campaign here thirteen 
years ago, since which time she has traversed 
this country and Europe in advocacy of the 
ca use. 

It is the purpose of the publisher to issue a 
mammoth doable number of the Granite 
Monthly, for March and April, to be devoted 
in the main to the industries, and commercial 
and professional activities of the city of Man- 
chester. He expects to present a number equal 
in extent and attractiveness to the May-June 
number of last year devoted to the interest of the 
Capital City and issued on the occasion of Con- 
cord's One Hundred and Fiftieth Anniversary. 

Subscribers are again reminded that they 
can exchange their 1915 single numbers for 
bound volumes by forwarding an order for 
the same, accompanied by 50 cents for cost 
of binding. 



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Vol. XLYII] 



MARCH-MAY, 1916 



Nevi Series, Vol. XI. Nos. 3- 



PROGRESSI VE MANCHESTER 

Introductory Chapter — Historical and Descriptive 
By Edgar J. Knowlion 



Manchester! The marvelous! The 
magnetic! The magical! 

It is a name to conjure by. In its 
expansion, its enterprise, its teem- 
ing, forceful, commanding, pulsating, 
virile life, in its wondrous accom- 
plishments, it stands preeminent in 
all northern New England. 

It is a city of homes; a city where 
a great industrial army is housed and 
lives in contentment. Nowhere are 



manufacture of cigars, brushes, bob- 
bins, seamless bags, paper, doors, 
window sashes, hosiery, baseball bats, 
bowling pins, needles, spokes, trunks, 
jewelry, boxes, mattresses, carriages, 
picture, frames, harnesses, soap, and 
innumerable other products. In 
Manchester's population of 85,000 
there are comparatively few idlers. 

Manchester is one of the first 
cities in the country in the production 



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the relations between Capital and 
Labor more amicable and harmonious 
as here invested capital has a care 
and concern in the welfare of its 
employees, and labor dissensions are 
unknown. 

Its industrial life is reflected in the 
daily occupations of more than 20,000 
textile workers, more than 10,000 
makers of shoes, and in the activities 
of those who are engaged in the 



of textile fabrics, the making of 
shoes, and the manufacture of cigars. 
and in many other lines she is abreast 
if not in advance of her sister manu- 
facturing cities of equal size. 

Manchester is richly endowed by 
nature as a manufacturing and dis- 
tributing center, and as a place of 
residence. Her development is based 
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Falls. She commands in her growth 
both banks of the Merrimack River, 
which has the distinction of turning 
more spindles than any other river in 
the world. In the southwesterly sec- 
tion the city is pierced by the Piscata- 
quog River, an affluent stream, which 
is tributary to the Merrimack south of 
Granite Street, and which is of suffi- 
cient size to afford power for manufac- 
turing. On this stream is located one 
of the large plants of the United States 
Shuttle Company, and one of the large 
power plants of the Manchester Trac- 
tion, Light, and Power Company. 



Manchester is on the main line 
of the Boston and Maine Railroad 
extending from Boston to Canada, 
is eighteen miles south of Concord, 
the state capital, and eighteen miles 
north of Nashua which is the second 
city in the state in population. The 
city has branches connecting with 
Lawrence on the south, Portsmouth 
on the east, Milford on the south- 
west, and Goffstown, Weare, Hen- 
niker, and Hillsborough on the 
northwest. With all these priceless 
advantages in her favor, with an 
honorable history and an industrious. 




Manchester High School 



The city rises from the b inks of the 
Merrimack and Piscataquog Rivers 
to the heights beyond, and possesses 
many charming scenic attractions, chief 
among which and the most conspicuous 
are the LTncanoonuc and Joe English 
mountains, eight miles distant to the 
westward. The Uncanoonucs are ac- 
cessible by electric car service and an 
incline railway, and are visited each 
summer by thousands of people who 
come from all quarters of Xew Eng- 
land and who are thrilled by the in- 
spiring outlook from the tower, on the 
top of the mountain hotel. 



population, the claim that Manchester 
will become one of the first cities of 
the East, and attain to a population 
of more than 100,000 in 1920, seems 
to be fully justified. She is so big 
already that she affords a magnet for 
the attraction of new industries and 
development, and with their in- 
stallation come thousands to aug- 
ment the population. 

No inland city can surpass Man- 
chester in the matter of street car 
service. The system is owned and 
managed by the Manchester Traction, 
Light, and Power Company, which 



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also furnishes electricity for municipal, 
corporate and private purposes, and 
is one of the big enterprises of 
Manchester. Besides serving all sec- 
tions of the city with an efficient 
transportation it runs its cars to 
Nashua, Derry, GofFstown and Au- 
burn, and also has electric car service 
with Concord. 



borrowing from the agitated air about her 
the one requisite needed to make her uni- 
versally known, she would be welcomed and 
acclaimed by the brotherhood of towns which, 
save in this pneumatic characteristic, she so 
much resembles. For Manchester is a 
typical western town in almost all that is 
best in western towns, a town with western 
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Under the caption, "The Spirit 
of Manchester, 7 ' the Boston Herald, 
editorially, recently paid Manchester 
the following encomium: 

Were the metropolis of New Hampshire on 
the lush prairies of Illinois, or where the 
chinook and blizzard sing forever on the 
steppes of the Dakotas, or yet the less 
windy and sun-blistered plains of Kansas, 
she would have a national renown. For, 



private purpose, with that admirable and 
peculiarly western quality of cooperation, 
public and private cooperation, unity, good 
fellowship, absence of jealousy — jealousy, that 
cankerous bane of New England from the 
cities to the dying hamlets in the clefts of 
the mountains. Proud, but not conceited, 
buoyant, yet not inflated, hustling, but not 
jiggling, clean, bright, handsome, orderly, 
so amazingly orderly and courteous, Man- 
chester" happily has seized what is best in 



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the West without losing the equally fine 
things of New England and assimilated and 
joined them in a whole which daily increases 
the pride of the whole state. 

Manchester is the largest city- 
north of the Massachusetts line 
in New England: she has an area 
of 21,700 acres, and a water area of 
3.060.4S acres; she has approximately 



commons are valued at over 8700,000; 
her corporations and clubs own 
hundreds of acres of land which are 
devoted to recreation. 

Manchester is from 100 to 500 feet 
above sea level; she has the finest 
athletic field, in the Amoskeag Textile 
Club's park, in New England outside 
of Boston. She has over one hundred 
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.10,000 dwellings,, and fully 10,000 
families; her assessed valuation is 
$75,000,000, and her wealth, including 
personal property not assessed, is 
estimated to be more than twice her 
assessed valuation; she has more 
than 210 miles of public streets and 
more than 150,000 square yards of 
street paving; she has 20G.01 acres 
of parks and commons in the built-up 
section of the city; her parks and 



daily, sixty-four miles of electric railway 
lines, which carry raewp*&an 12,000,0$$ 
passengers yearly. Her water works, 
owned by the city, has had expended 
upon it fully 89.000,000, and furnishes 
the city with more than 4,000,000 
gallons daily. She owns 4,119 acres 
about the city's source of supply, Lake 
Massabesic, which has a watershed of 
forty square miles. She has more than 
132 miles of water pipes in use. 



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Her public and parochial schools 
have an enrollment of 14,000 pupils. 
She has three private commercial 
colleges, and is the seat of the Roman 
Catholic see. She has a county 
court house, in which two sessions of 
the superior court are held each 
year and monthly sessions of the 
probate court, and a county jail, 
and a State Industrial School. Her 
Institute of Arts and Sciences is the 
only free institution of its land in the 
country. Her public library contains 



twelve months; she has a paper mill 
which produces 100 miles of paper each 
working day; she employs more than 
10,000 people in her shoe factories 
which turn out a product valued 
at $20,000,000 yearly. She occupies 
seventh place among the cities of the 
United States in the production of 
shoes. She has the largest single 
cigar factory in the United States, 
which gives employment to more than 
1,000 persons, and which has a pay- 
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70,000 volumes. She has one of the 
best statues of Lincoln in existence, 
one of the most imposing soldiers' 
monuments, a Y. M. C. A. building 
which cost $150,000. a Masonic 
Home, two Odd Fellow buildings, 
a Knights of Columbus, and a Knights 
of , Pythias building, and she has the 
second oldest woman's club in New 
England. 

The pay-roll of her industries aggre- 
gates more than $12,000,000 annually; 
she manufactures more than 250,000,- 
000 yards of cotton cloth and 13,000,- 
000 yards of fine worsted cloths every 



Her brush factory furnishes more 
brushes than any other factory in 
the world, and its product is valued 
at more than $1,100,000 yearly. 
She turns out 20,000,000 bobbins each 
year. She has fire insurance com- 
panies with assets exceeding $7,1)00,- 
000, manufactures 2,000,000 baseball 
bats annually, also 75,000 automatic 
knitting machines, and 9,000,000 knit- 
ting machine needles. She has more 
than fifty churches, and with very few 
exceptions they are free from debt. 

Her gas company produces more 
than 230,000,000 feet of illuminating 




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gas each year. Her street lighting 
is by both electricity and gas. Man- 
chester is considered one of the best 
lighted cities in the United States. 
Manchester held fifth place among 
all of the cities of the country in 
building operations during the past 
year, her expenditures in this direc- 
tion, in 1915, amounting to 82,543,440. 

The Manchester Public Library 
is a pretentious and most beautiful 
marble and granite structure calcula- 
ted to meet the needs of the city for 
half a century. It is the gift of Hon. 
Frank P. Carpenter as a memorial for 
his departed wife. In close proximity 
to this splendid structure is another 
ornate building which is the home 
of the Manchester Institute of Arts 
and Sciences, a gift from Mrs. L. 
Melville French. This edifice is 
entirely in harmony with its com- 
panion building, the public library. 
These two structures are examples 
of the progress which Manchester is 
making architecturally and along 
educational lines. Another public 
building, a magnificent six-story 
hostelry, is contemplated for the 
corner of Chestnut and Concord 
streets, but a short distance from 
the public library and the Institute 
building. 

In dollars and cents a valuation 
of nearly $75,000,000 is placed upon 



Manchester. Her eleven banks and 
her single Building and Loan Asso- 
ciation carry deposits well above 
$45,000,000." Manchester pays one 
half of the entire expense of con- 
ducting the affairs of Hillsborough 
County, the most populous county 
in the state. It requires more than 
81,500,000 to annually meet the 
expenses of her municipal affairs, and 
vet her taxation is not burdensome. 

Rev. William J. Tucker, D. D., 
for many years the brilliant and 
distinguished head of Dartmouth 
College, who served his first pastorate 
in Manchester, delivered an address 
on the occasion of Manchester's cele- 
bration of its semi-centennial in which 
he said: " Manchester is yet in the 
formative state. Our churches are 
not separate from the workshop, the 
office, the school, the college. The 
men with whom we worship are the 
very men with whom we walk the 
street, at whose side we work, with 
whom we lay the plans of our business 
enterprises, with whom we study in 
our search after knowledge and truth." 

That this locality was originally 
a favorite resort for the Indians has 
been attested by the finding -of 
numerous stone implements and 
human bones. The celebrated chief, 
Passaconaway, of the Penacook 
tribe, and the sachem, Wonolanset, 



Hon. Ezekiel A. Straw. No man, in all its history, has been more prominently identi- 
fied with the progress and development of the city of Manchester than was Ezekiel A. Straw, 
for mam- years the agent and executive of the great corporation upon whose growth and pros- 
perity that of the city itself has been builded. Born in the town of Salisbury, December 30, 
1819, but reared in Lowell, Mass., to which place his parents removed in his infancy, and 
where his father — James B. Straw — was engaged in the service of the Appleton Mills, he was 
educated in the public schools of that city, and at Phillips Exeter Academy, devoting his 
attention particularly to higher mathematics in which he became proficient. His first work, 
while yet under twenty years of age, was as assistant civil engineer for the Nashua & Lowell 
Railroad. In July, 1838, he became, temporarily, engineer for the Amoskeag Manufacturing 
Company, but what was supposed to be a temporary service, became permanent and lifelong. 
His advancement was rapid till, in 1S51, he became agent of the land and water power depart- 
ment, and five years later the shops were placed in his charge, and the mills added in 1858, 
from which time, till his decease, October 23, 1882, his master mind and wonderful executive 
ability directed the complicated machinery of this great corporation. Meanwhile he was a 
dominating force in public and political affairs, He was conspicuous in the organization and 
management of various important business corporations in Manchester, including the New 
Hampshire Fire Insurance Company of which he was the first president, and the Manchester 
Gas Light Company. In 1864 and"l865 he served in the State Senate, wasGovernor of New 
Hampshire in 1872 "and 1873, a delegate in the Republican national convention of 1876, and a 
member of the Centennial Commission from this State that year. A biographical sketch of 
Governor Straw appeared in the Granite Monthly for October, 1877. 



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made their home a good share of the 
time at Amoskeag Falls where the 
river teemed with fish. Upon the 
bluff east of the falls, now occupied 
by the pretentious residence built 
b} r the late ex-Governor Frederick 
Smyth, was a large Indian village, 
and there, about 1650, John Eliot, 
the famous English apostle, taught 
the aborigines to pray, preached to 
them, and conducted a school for 
their instruction. His labors gave 
to this locality the distinction of 
having the first school and preaching 
service northwest of Exeter. 

The first settlement by the whites 
w T as on Cohas brook, in the vicinity 
■of Goffs Falls, in 1772, by John 
Goffe, Edward Lingfield, and Ben- 
jamin Kidder, who. came from the 
Massachusetts colony. Eleven years 
later these pioneers were followed by 
Archibald Stark, the father of Gen. 
John Stark, and by John McNeil, 
-and John Riddle, who came from 
Nutfield, now Londonderry, with 
their families, and settled near 
Amoskeag Falls. To reside at the 
falls in those days was to experience 
.all the dangers and vicissitudes of 
border life, and the names of Stark, 
Goffe,and Rogers became conspicuous 
in the galaxy of noted Indian fighters. 

The first step toward the establish- 
ment of manufactures, for which 
-Manchester has since become noted, 
now sending her produce into every 
civilized land, was the outcome of a 
public award for engaging in battle 
with the Indians. Maj. Ephraim 
Hildreth, who built the first industry 
in this then new country, a sawmill 



on the Cohas brook, and several 
other Massachusetts men, were 
awarded a tract of land extending 
from Litchfield to Suncook, on the 
east bank of the river, and three miles 
in width, tins territory embracing 
what is now the most populous part 
of the city. 

It is well authenticated that the 
early settlers of Londonderry supposed 
that this tract of land, eight miles 
in length and extending eastward 
from the river, was included in their 
grant, but, through error in making 
the survey, this strip appears to have 
been left outside their jurisdiction. 
The grant was named Tyngstown, 
in honor of Capt. William TVng, who 
was prominent as a leader among the 
Rangers. Subsequently there was a 
long dispute between Massachusetts 
and New Hampshire authorities with 
regard to the settlement of the 
boundary line between the two states, 
the contest then involving the ques- 
tion as to which state Tyngstown 
belonged. In 1740 a settlement was 
agreed upon so far as Tyngstown 
was concerned, and the decision 
made that it belonged to the Granite 
State. September 3, 1751, the Gov- 
ernor and Council granted a town 
charter in response to a petition, and 
gave to the new town the name of 
Deny field. At what is now known 
as Manchester Center, a localitv 
first settled by John Hall, William 
Gamble, and their associates, the 
first town meeting was held, Septem- 
ber 9, 1751, and for nearly one hun- 
dred years thereafter that locality 
remained the seat of government. 



Hon. David Cross, born in Weare, July 5, 1817; died in Manchester, October 1, 1914. 
Judge Cross practiced law in Manchester for a longer period of time than any other man. 
Admitted to the bar in 1844 — three years after his graduation from Dartmouth in the class of 
1841, of which he was the last living member, as well as the oldest alumnus of the college 
.at the time of his decease — he continued in practice till within a few months of his departure. 
Three generations of lawyers came and went during the period of his professional career, and 
all found him a genial associate. He witnessed the growth of Manchester from a factory vil- 
lage to a Metropolitan city, and never failed to manifest a deep interest in all phases of its 
development. He was a member of the common council in its first city government; served 
many years in the State legislature; was long Judge of Probate for Hillsborough County, a 
member of the Constitutional Conventions of 1S89, and 1902, and held various other posi- 
tions of trust and responsibility. A Republican in politics and a Congregationalist in religion, 
lie was prominent in the affairs of both party and church. An extended sketch of his life 
appeared in the Granite Monthly for August, 1911. 



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When the War of the Revolution achieved a victory which was to the 

was inaugurated by the battle of Revolutionary .War what the battle of 

Lexington the men of Derryfield were Gettysburg was to the War of the 

among the first to respond. The se- Rebellion. At Trenton. Princeton, 

lectmen and thirty-four out of thirty- Springfield, Saratoga, West Point, 

six men able to bear arms left at and Yorktown, the men of Derryfield 

once for the scene of hostilities, showed their fidelity and heroism' and, 

leaving but two able-bodied men at when independence was achieved, the 

home with the old and infirm. They signing of the articles of peace was 

were present with Stark at Bunker celebrated by a general merry-making 

Hill, where the men from New Harap- at Amoskeag Falls on July 10, 1783. 
shire outnumbered all the other The grave of the immortal Stark is 

patriots on the field, and behind the located on a bluff overlooking the 

historic rail fence won undying fame. Merrimack, near the place where he 

They were the last to leave the field, made his home, and on land which he 

Again at Bennington, Stark and his owned. It is a sightly, beautiful 

men from old Derryfield, and other spot', and it is the expectation that 

New Hampshire towns, turned back at no distant day there will be erected 

the tide of English invasion and above the ashes of the old hero and 

Col. John Badger Clarke, born in Atkinson, N. H., January 30, 1820; graduated from 
Dartmouth, second in class of 1843; teacher of Gilford Academy three years; admitted to 
Hillsborough bar in 1848; went to California in 1849; returned to Manchester in 1851; bought 
the Daily and Weekly Mirror at auction, October, 1852, and for nearly forty years devoted him- 
self to building up these papers and a job printing plant; died October 29, 1891. Upon this 
skeleton hangs the story of one of New Hampshire's strong men of the nineteenth century, who 
achieved a greater degree of success and influence in newspaper work than any other in this 
State. John B. Clarke was easily a leader — dignified, resolute, determined, courageous, 
sagacious, practical. He compelled the success which made his papers leaders in circulation 
and influence. The Mirror was his pride, creature of his tireless energy and industry, his ut- 
most devotion, so imbued with his personality as scarcely to be dissociated from it. Ever keep- 
ing in touch with the people, loyal to the right as he saw it, he was fearless in opposing wrong. 
Country born, he never lost interest in growing things, and genuine enthusiasm impelled his 
efforts to make the Mirror and Farmer the best possible for New Hampshire farmers, Said 
President Tucker of Dartmouth : "He magnified his calling, and then tried to fill up the measure 
of his enlarged thought. He was impatient of inferior work and small results. I never knew 
a man in whom the element of true pride was more conspicuous or more useful." Mr. Clarke 
encouraged ail manly sports, had rare knowledge and love of horses, and contributed greatly 
to the improvement of trotting horse stock in New England He loved Manchester and 
believed in its future and was active to recommend and push forward measures for its prosper- 
ity and welfare and to promote its educational, religious and charitable enterprises. Through 
his liberality and foresight the Clarke prizes for elocution in Manchester schools were estab- 
lished in 1880, and made permanent. For five years, from 1874 to 1879, he encouraged elocu- 
tion in Dartmouth College, by the bestowal of prizes. He published many valuable works of 
his own and others, among his own publications being the ''Londonderry Celebration," "San- 
born's History of New Hampshire," "Clarke's Manchester Almanac and Directory," "Clarke's 
History of Manchester," and several smaller works. Mr. Clarke always refused to be a can- 
didate for office, because he believed that office-holding would interfere with his influence as a 
public journalist, but was a delegate to the Baltimore convention that nominated Abraham 
Lincoln for a second time to the presidency, and was one of the national committee of seven 
(including ex-Governor Claflin of Massachusetts, ex-Governor Marcus L. Ward of New Jersey, 
and Hon. Henry T. Raymond of the New York Times), who managed that campaign. He was 
connected with the College of Agriculture, was a trustee of the Merrimack River Savings Bank 
from its organization in 1858; a master for three years of Amoskeag Grange, No. 3; for two 
years lieutenant-colonel of the Amoskeag Veterans, and was twice elected commander, but 
declined that honor. Six times he was elected state printer, in 1867, 1868, 1869, 1877, 1878, 
and in 1879 for two years. Big-hearted, generous, sympathetic, genial, he loved and enjoyed 
life more than most. " Appreciating all the good things of life, nature's great out-doors, society, 
friends, most of all he loved his home and found his truest happiness there. He married, in 
1852, Susan Greelev Moulton of Gilmanton, bv whom he had sons, Arthur E. and William C. 
Mrs. Clarke died, May, 1885, and in July, 1886, he married Olive Rand of Warner, who sur- 
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to his memory an imposing equestrian It was not until after the War of 

statue. The national-government has the Revolution, the colonies having 

the matter in hand. The city has won their independence, that the 

purchased twenty-five acres of the settlers about Amoskeag Falls were 

surrounding land and converted it able to turn their attention to the 

into a public park. arts of peace and to lay the permanent 

In the War of 1812, and later still, in foundations of the future metropolis 

the War of the Rebellion, the citizens of New Hampshire. The population 

of Manchester were true to their mar- was not lacking in men of progressive 

tial history and sustained the renown mold, and conspicuous among them 

of their ancestors. Although possess- was Hon. Samuel Blodget, a native 

ing a population of but 20,107 in 1S60, of Woburn, Mass., who had been a 

of whom but S,66S were males, Man- sutler in the Colonial and Revolution- 

Chester sent 2,352, or 27.13 per cent of ary wars, judge of the court of com- 

her male population, to the front, and mon pleas, and a merchant with 

of this number 11.50 per cent never extensive business connections. He 

returned. The bravery, heroism, and was, moreover, possessed of an ample 

patriotism of the men from this city fortune, and, with a sublime faith 

were written in their life blood, which in the future of the settlement which 

dyed every great battlefield of the war, could not be shaken by storms of 

and demonstrated that the men of adversity, he devoted his entire 

Manchester were worthy descendants fortune, and all the money which he 

of Revolutionary sires. could raise by lottery, to the con- 

Col. Arthur Eastman Clarke, eldest son of Col. John B. Clarke, born May 13, 1S54, 
naturally came into control of the Mirror establishment, including the daily Mirror and Ameri- 
can, the weekly Mirror and Farmer and the extensive job printing plant connected therewith, 
upon his father's decease and has successfully managed the same to the present time. Upon 
his graduation from Dartmouth College in the class of 1S75, he entered the Mirror office to 
familiarize himself with all lines of work in the establishment, commencing with the composing 
room and going through the press room, job department, and proof room, finally arriving at 
the position of city editor, which he held a long time, for some years doing all the work himself, 
and subsequently with an assistant. Later he held various other editorial positions, success- 
ively, including that of agricultural editor of the Mirror and Farmer, which had come to be one 
of the most widely circulated agricultural journals of the country. He also served for several 
years as legislative reporter at Concord. In these various capacities he acquired an all-around 
experience, as well as a wide acquaintance with men and matters. A Republican in politics, 
Colonel Clarke has served in the Manchester common council and in the State Legislature. 
He was for several years Adjutant of the First Regiment, N. H. N. G., and gained his rank as 
Colonel by service as an aide on the staff of Gov. Hiram A. Tuttle. He was agricultural 
statistician for New Hampshire during the administration of President Garfield. He has 
been President of the N. H. Press Association, the New Hampshire member of the executive 
committee of the National Press Association, of the Boston Press Club, the Manchester Press 
Club; president of the Derryfield Club; a member of the Calumet Club, and the Algonquin 
Club, of Boston He is a Past Exalted Poller of the Manchester Lodge of Elks, and a member 
of Amosktag Grange. Interested in elocution in his student days, and carrying off high honors 
in that line, he has continued this interest, and promoted elocutionary drill in the public schools 
of Manchester and other places. As a dramatic critic he has done excellent work, and enjoys 
a wide acquaintance in the theatrical world. He has also long been interested in all lines of 
athletics and all fields of sportsmanship, being a crack shot with all kinds of firearms and an 
enthusiastic fisherman. For many years he managed the well known Mirror farm, just outside 
the city limits, where extensive agricultural experiments were conducted, and some of the 
finest stock as well as the most prolific crops ever known in the State were produced. He 
inherited his father's executive ability in a large degree, and his mastery of all the details of the 
work in the various departments of the Mirror establishment is complete. Hehas travelled 
extensively abroad as well as in his own country, and has published an interesting volume of 
"European Travels." He is an active member of the Society of the Franklin Street or Second 
Congregational Society of Manchester, and was chairman of the committee that secured the 
services of the present able pastor, Rev. B. W. Lockhart, D.D. January 25, 1893, he united 
in marriage with Mrs. Jacob G. Cilley, then of Cambridge, Mass., daughter of the late Rev. 
Nathaniel Bouton, D.D., of Concord. 



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struct ion of a canal around Amoskeag 
Falls, through which might be carried 
to the large markets down the river the 
vast quantities of lumber which grew 
on the banks of the Merrimack. 

This herculean enterprise, for those 
days, was commenced in May, 1794, 
and it was not until thirteen years 
later. May, 1807, that the indomitable 
Judge Blodget saw his cherished 
enterprise completed. By his exer- 
tions in constructing this canal Judge 
Blodget won the proud distinction 
for himself of being the pioneer of 
internal improvements in New Hamp- 
shire. He only survived the com- 
pletion of his great enterprise three 
months; but just before his death he 
foretold with prophetic exactness 
that Derryfield was destined to 
become the Manchester of America, 
and three years later the initial step, 
out of compliment to his memory, 
was taken by the change of the name 
of the town from Derryfield to 
Manchester. 

In 1846 the town attained to the 
dignity of a city, having at that time 
a population of 10,125. On the east 
is Massabesic Lake, the largest sheet 
of still water in the state south of 
Concord, which is the city's un- 
surpassed source of water supply. 
Manchester's daily consumption of 
water is more than 4,000,000 gallons. 
On the south are the towns of Litch- 
field and Londonderry; on the west, 
Goffstown and Bedford; and on the 
north, Goffstown and Hooksett. 



The government of the city is 
vested in a mayor, and thirteen 
aldermen, one from each ward, who 
are elected biennially by the people. 
The condition of the operatives in 
Manchester is best shown by an 
agent of the department of labor of 
the national government, who spent 
several weeks in their homes for the 
purpose of reporting as to their 
circumstances and surroundings. She 
says : 

''Manufacturing life in Manchester was a 
great revelation to me. I was very agreeably 
surprised to find such intelligent and happy 
looking operatives. My work has taken 
me among the operatives themselves, in their 
homes, and the condition of the mill employees 
in Manchester is better than I have found 
elsewhere. One only needs to walk and 
meet the returning streams from the mill to 
see what respectable, orderly operatives are 
to be found in factories; no unseemly conduct, 
no disorder on the street; "neat-looking 
garments are the rule. 

"The corporation tenements demonstrate 
that their owners have a sense of respon- 
sibility, a regard for the condition of the 
homes in which the operatives live. The 
tenement houses, instead of being great 
ill-shaped, rambling structures, are solidly 
built and comfortable, and, as a rule, have 
never more than three families to one en- 
trance. An effort seems to have been made 
to secure the privacy of family life, which is 
so essential to happiness. The presence 
of a front door-bell is of itself a mark of 
civilization, and private entrances for each 
family are very general. I find that special 



Gordon Woodbury is a name familiar to Manchester through the ten years' connection of 
Mr. Woodbury- with the Daily and Weekly Union newspapers, as editor and manager. A 
native of Xew York, but a resident of Bedford and a descendant of notable Bedford families, 
he has long been intimate with Manchester interests, and, through his conduct of the papers 
mentioned, rendered no small service to the State. The Daily Union was starter! upon its 
career as New Hampshire's only morning paper by the late Stihon Hutchins of "Washington, 
himself a Xew Hampshire man by birth, in the autumn of 1S79, taking over the plant of the 
Union Democrat conducted by Campbell & Hanscom, from which a small evening daily had 
also been for some time issued. Three years later control of the paper passed into the hands 
of one J. C. Moore, under whose management the prestige and character of the paper depre- 
ciated to such extent that when control thereof was acquired by Mr. Woodbury, in 1896, it 
was practically without standing or influence. The work of rehabilitation, to which he ap- 
plied himself, and the restoration and wonderful extension of circulation and influence which 
he secured for the paper, is in some measure set forth in the biographical sketch of Mr. v\ ooa- 
burv in the February issue of this magazine. When, after ten years' control of the paper, he 
sold it to Rosecrans W. Pillsbury, it held the leading position among Xew England daily news- 
papers, which, under Mr. Pillsbury, and the present proprietor, Major Frank Knox, it has since 
retained. 



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attention has been paid to. the important 
matter of drainage. As a rule, the sanitary 
condition of tenements is good, and the 
operatives themselves are extremely desirous 
of obtaining the advantages which they 
recognize the tenements afford, as they 
informed me that instances are common 
where applications are made for two or three, 
years before the applicant succeeds in 
obtaining possession of a tenement. Shady 
yards and well kept sidewalks are particularly 
attractive to tho.<e who have been accustomed 



toward the employees. I find comparatively 
little suffering and a general recognition 
of the fact that the mill operatives of Man- 
chester are quite as well off, if not more 
comfortably situated, than those of other 
manufacturing cities. They are also re- 
markably stable. There are many native 
Americans still employed in the mills — 
people of character and education — and 
there are a number holding responsible 
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to the bareness of tenement districts in other 
places. 

"The agents of the mills seem fully to 
appreciate the importance of good sanitary 
conditions as regards both the health and the 
working capacity of their employees. In 
all of the mills I find great attention has been 
paid to this matter. The consequence is 
that the mills themselves are as comfortable 
working places as the nature of the occupation 
will possibly admit. The agents seem to be 
acquainted with the family and circumstances 
of many of the operatives. They themselves 
overlook the excellent boarding houses and 
in every way show a sense of responsibility 



Manchester was made the seat of a 
signal station by the national govern- 
ment March 1, 1887, which was 
maintained for several years. The 
records of the office show the follow- 
ing deductions: highest recorded sum- 
mer temperature, 96 ; a vera ge of highest 
summer temperature, 94; average sum- 
mer temperature, 67; lowest recorded 
winter temperature, 11; average rain- 
fall per year, 41.72 inches. The signal 
office when first opened was in charge 
of Sergt. Frank Ridgway. 

Situated as it is, with the land 
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its houses built separate, one from 
another, and having in most instances 
ground about them, giving air and 
light, having the purest of water, and 
being under the supervision of a 
board of health which has all the 
needed authority to enforce whatever 
requirements it may deem advisable, 
Manchester can point to its vital 
statistics with a degree of pride. 

The census returns establishes 
Manchester's position at the head 
of the list of northern New England 
cities. The enumeration for each 
decade is herewith given: 



worship here find expression. The 
house of the first Methodist Episcopal 
Society, still in use, was the first built 
by a religious society in the original 
town, and the First Congregational 
Society was the first to build a house 
of worship in the compact part of 
the city. The population increased, 
other churches were built, and of the 
many advantages possessed by the 
city it may well be said that none are 
greater, more lasting, or of higher 
importance than those which the 
numerous houses of worship afford. 
Manchester is the home of the 



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1700 362 Catholic bishop, the Right Rev. 

1800 557 George M. Guertin, whose diocese 

1810 , 615 embraces the State of New Hampshire. 

1S20 761 He occupies a large palatial residence 

1830 877 on Lowell Street. Associated with 

1840 3,235 the Catholic churches are several 

1850 . 13,932 convents— Mount St, Mary's, Jesus 

1860 . 20,107 and Mary, and Holy Angels— whose de- 

1870 23.536 voted Sisters of Mercy accomplish 

1880 .; 32,630 a vast deal of good in the lines of 

1890... 44,105 charity, education, and benevolence. 

1900 56,987 There are five public parks situated 

1910 70,063 in the compact part of the city, 

1916, estimated 85,000 aggregating twenty and one-half acres, 

Manchester looks well to the which were given to the city by the 

religious welfare of her population. Amoskeag Manufacturing Company 

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inclosed, well cared for,, and never 
built upon. The grass is kept closely 
cropped, shade trees abound, concrete 
walks lead through the grounds, and 
settees provide rest and comfort, 
while sparkling fountains and blos- 
soming flowers add a sense of delight 
and attractiveness to the scene. 
Merrimack Square is the largest of 
the group, containing five and seven- 
eighths acres. In this common is 
situated Manchester's magnificent 
tribute to her soldiers of the late war. 
It is a monument and fountain com- 
bined, a granite column fifty feet 
in height rising from the center of 



acres of land in the northwestern 
section, within which is a rugged and 
prominent promontory known as 
Hock Rimmon. 

In addition to her activities Man- 
chester possesses an abundance of 
those charming and restful accom- 
paniments of which many cities are 
entirely destitute. She has elegant 
residences, surrounded by beautiful 
grounds, which are embellished by all 
the varied devices known to nature 
and art, and a walk among them is a 
revelation to those who, as it often 
happens, come from much larger 
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the basin, surmounted by a colossal 
6tatue of Victory. On each of the 
four arms of the basin is a bronze 
figure of heroic size representing the 
principal divisions of the service in 
the army and navy. The cost of the 
monument was $22,000. Besides 
these beautiful squares, the city has 
set aside 67.83 acres of land from 
the territory heretofore forming a 
part of the city farm, and is dividing 
the tract to the uses of a public park 
and pleasure ground which is known 
as Derryfield Park. 

Stark Park", in which rests the dust 
of the immortal Stark, has also been 
acquired by the city; and there is in 
process of development forty-five 



are so shaded by trees of elm and 
maple that their bough? interlace, form- 
ing an archway of green, beneath 
which rolls the traffic of the busy 
metropolis. Go in any direction 
from the heart of the city and one is 
certain to meet with attractive sites 
for summer residences. One has not 
to go outside the city to be placed in 
the possession of majestic views. 
From the top of the observatory on 
Oak Hill, a gift to the city by the 
late ex-Governor James A. Weston, 
a sweep of vision is obtainable which 
is inspiring in the extreme. 

To the northward, nearly one 
hundred miles distant, through the 
atmosphere of a clear day, are the 



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clearly distinguishable and snowy out- 
lines of the eternal White Hills which 
have given to Xew Hampshire the 
name of "Switzerland of America." 
Kearsarge mountain in Warner,, the 
Sunapee range, whose base is bathed 
by the crystal waters of Lake Sunapee, 
Lovell mountain in Washington, 
Crotchet in Franeestown, the twin 
Uncanoonucs in Goffstown, the rugged 
front of Joe English in Xew Boston, 
Monadnock in Jaffrey, Wataiic in 
Massachusetts, and many other 
heights equally as prominent, uplifting 
their giant forms against the sky 
sentinel-like, are before the admiring 
gaze of the on-looker, and stand as 
monuments to the geologic age which 
witnessed their creation. And this 
grandeur of mountain scenery is still 
further enhanced by the contrast 
afforded by the beautiful and verdant 
valley of the Merrimack, through 
which runs the river, glistening in the 
sunlight like a ribbon of silver. 

Manchester, with just cause, prides 
herself on her educational institutions. 
It is a matter of record that her 
public schools won the highest awards 
bestowed at the Centennial Exposition 
held in Philadelphia. They are under 
the management of a Board of 
Education consisting of one member 
from each ward, chosen without 
distinction as to their political affilia- 
tions at the biennial elections. Be- 
sides a high school, in which are 
enrolled more than 1,200 pupils, 
another high school is now projected, 
and besides the various branches of 
the public schools a training school 
for teachers is maintained. The 
salaries paid to the teachers employed 
in the public schools of the city 
amount to $1,000 per day. • 

The parochial schools of the city 
vie with the public schools in effi- 
ciency, and are noted for their excel- 
lence, and thoroughness in imparting 
instruction. They have academies, 
a high school, and all the intermediate 
and primary branches. Just .across 
the line in Goffstown, but as inti- 
mately and closely indentified with 



Manchester as though it was a part 
thereof, is St. Anselm's College, a 
large and growing Catholic seat of 
learning, which has already obtained 
a high standing among the colleges of 
the East. 

There is a German School Society, 
which maintains a school for the 
teaching of the German language, 
which holds sessions following the 
close of the public schools in the 
afternoon and on Saturdays. This 
school has flourished for many years. 
There are also two commercial col- 
leges, Bryant and Stratton and the 
Hesser Business College, both of 
which have a large enrollment and 
are flourishing. 

The city's police and fire depart- 
ments are supplied with modern 
equipment and are models in their 
management. 

Manchester has one of the hand- 
somest government buildings to be 
found anvwhere in the countrv, which 
cost more than $300,000. Its facili- 
ties are now being surpassed and a 
large addition is contemplated. The 
city also has a community court house 
building of handsome and ample pro- 
portions, and is the seat of the county 
jail. She has three large hospitals, 
and numerous charitable institutions, 
among which may be mentioned the 
Masonic Home, Catholic orphanages, 
Manchester Women's Aid and Relief 
Society, Mercy Home, Gale Home, 
St. John's Home, for aged men, House 
of St. Martha, for women, and a num- 
ber of semicharitable institutions. 

The social activities of the city are 
many and serve to enliven and break 
in upon the sterner realities of life. 
The interests in this direction are rep- 
resented by the Intervale Country 
club, Derryfield club, Calumet club, 
Club Jolliet, Club National, and sev- 
eral German societies of which the 
Turnverein and Mannerchor are the 
largest. 

Manchester has thirteen theatres 
and just outside, at Lake Massabesic 
and Pine Island Park, are popular 
summer resorts. The city also has 






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a state armory of ample proportions Manchester among the first cities in 

which is the headquarters of the the world in manufacturing. 

First Regiment, X. H. N. G. It is The Amoskeag Company has an 

the center of activity for four com- annual pay-roll of more than S7,000,- 

panies of infantry, battery, the 000; it has 605,000 cotton spindles, 

regimental band, and a hospital corps. 50,000 worsted spindles, 22,000 cotton 

Its social clubs, Derryfield, Calumet, looms, and 2,200 worsted looms in use; 

and Interval Country Club, are it turns out 259,311,728 yards of cloth 

among the best known in New Hamp- per annum, weaves 1,630,000 bags, 

shire. and consumes more than 54,000,000 

Brief mention has been made of pounds of cotton, and more than 

the products of the city, but before 15,000,000 pounds of wool every 

bringing tins sketch to a close atten- twelve months. It has 5,844,340 

tion should be called to the great square feet of floor space in its build- 

Amoskeag Manufacturing Company, ings; it consumes 131,000 tons of 

The history of this great company is coal per annum, and has from its 

the history of the city of Manchester water wheels, boilers, engines, and 

in progress and development. Cotton electric generators more than 170,000 

manufacturing was first begun at horse power. 

Amoskeag village in 1809 and its For its operatives the Amoskeag 

growth, slow at first, has since Company is carrying on an extensive 

attained such proportions as to place philanthropic, educational, and chari- 

Hox. Edgar J. Knowlton, a native of the town of Sutton, son of James and Mary F. (Mar- 
shall) Knowlton, born August 8, 1856, a lifelong journalist, and connected for many years with 
each of the leading newspapers of the city, undoubtedly enjoys a larger acquaintance in Man- 
chester than any other man, and a measure of personal popularity surpassed by no ether. 
He came to Manchester in 1873, when sixteen years of age and commenced work as an appren- 
tice in the office of the Union, then under the proprietorship of Campbell and Hanscom, work- 
ing up through different stages of service to the position of city editor, which he held, in the fall 
of 1879, when Stilson Hutchins bought and started the Union upon its career as a daily morning 
newspaper, and was a very effective force in the reorganization process which the paper under- 
went at that time. He continued on the Union till June, 1SS0, when he went to Lockport, 
N. Y., at the solicitation of a relative — Hon. O. W. Cutler — the proprietor of the Lockport 
Daily Union, to take editorial charge of that paper, which he conducted through the campaign 
of that year with ability and vigor; but, preferring Xew Hampshire as his permanent field of 
labor, and having received a flattering offer from Col. John B. Clarke, of the Mirror, he returned 
to Manchester and accepted the position of city editor of that paper. From that day to the 
present, except for such time as he has been engaged in the public service, he has been connected 
in some capacity, editorial or reportorial, or as special writer, with one or the other of the two 
great newspapers of the Queen City, his present connection being with the Mirror. For a 
large part of the time, also, as at present, he has been the regular Manchester correspondent of 
the Boston Globe, and has written extensively for other publications, and has rendered faithful 
and conscientious service in every work he has undertaken. A Democrat in politics, he has 
served his party and the public in dLTerent capacities. In 1886 he was chosen a representative 
in the State Legislature from Ward 6, then ordinarily Republican by about 200 majority, by 
a majority of 76, and his popularity was more thoroughly demonstrated by his election as 
Mayor of Manchester in 1S90, by a" plurality of 132 over "the strongest candidate whom the 
Republicans could name, and this at a time when the Republican candidate for Governor 
received a majority of 600 m the city. Such was the success of his administration that, two 
years later, he was' reelected by a majority of 1,386— the largest that had ever been given any 
candidate. His administration as Mayor was characterized by the advocacy and adoption 
of many important progressive measures. In May, 1S94, he resigned this office, to enter 
upon his duties as Postmaster, to which position lie had been appointed by President Cleveland, 
and which he held for four years, and two months, till a change in administration had resulted 
in the appointment of a Republican successor. He has been for nearly twenty years a member 
of the Manchester Board of Water Commissioners, and is the present clerk of the board. He 
is a member of the Grange, the Knights of Pythias, the Red Men and various other organiza- 
tions, and is a Universalist in his religious belief and affiliation. He married, November 2, 
1880, Genevieve I. Blanchard of Nicholville, N. Y., who died four years since, leaving two 
daughters— Bessie Genevieve, now Mrs. Arthur O. Friel of Brooklyn, N. Y., and Belle Frances, 
who presides in his home. — Ed. 



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table work. It maintains an emer- 
gency hospital, and a corps of trained 
nurses who visit the homesof the opera- 
tives and assist in the care of their fami- 
lies when sick, or when suffering from 
injuries, without expense to them. It 
maintains children's playgrounds, and 
an extensive area for the cultivation of 
vegetables and flowers by the children 
of the operatives. It has erected the 
finest baseball park and athletic 
grounds in New England north of 
Boston, and carries on an elaborate 
series of entertainments throughout 
the winter months, and gives instruc- 
tion in elocution, domestic science, 
and in other lines of culture. It has 
a wise provision whereby any of its 
operatives, by availing themselves of 
it, may become owners of their own 
homes and can also purchase stock 
and become stockholders in the com- 
pany. 



Manchester's development, prog- 
ress, and prosperity have been at- 
tained entirely independent of other 
communities. She has not leaned 
upon and drawn strength from any 
other center of business, but she has 
made herself metropolitan to a sur- 
rounding circle of communities. Her 
growth has been from within and 
not from without. It is true that 
outside capital has here found re- 
munerative investment, but it was 
because of the primary advantages 
which Manchester afforded that funds 
from outside here found an abiding 
place and helped to make this thriving 
city what she is today. -Manchester's 
past record of great achievements is 
a guaranty of her future. What she 
is now, what she has done, will be 
duplicated and multiplied many times 
over by the Manchester of the years 
which are to follow. 



NEW HAMPSHIRE FIRE INSURANCE COMPANY 



There is* no corporation, or business 
institution, in which the Queen City 
may more justly take pride — none, 
indeed, more creditable, in its wonder- 
fully successful career, to the State of 
New Hampshire, than that whose 
name is inscribed above. 

The New Hampshire Fire Insurance 
Company, the first stock company of 
the kind established in the State, was 
organized in January, 1870, under an 
act of incorporation granted by the 
Legislature, but originating in the 
.sanguine, sagacious and farseeing 
mind of the late John C. French, first 
■secretary and long active manager of 
the corporation, whose confidence 
in the success of the enterprise found 
ample justification in accomplished 
results long before his departure from 
the scenes of earthly labor. The in- 
corporators were Ezekiel A. Straw, 
James A. Weston, Samuel N. Bell, 
Albert H. Daniels, Samuel Upton, 
George B. Chandler, Clinton W. 
Stanley, David Gillis, John S. Harvey, 



Woodbury F. Prescott, William D. 
Knapp, Moses R. Emerson and John 
F. Chase. The original capital stock 
was 8100,000. Ezekiel A. Straw was 
the first president, continuing in 
office until his death; John C. French, 
secretary, and George B. Chandler, 
treasurer. The first policy written, 
xlpril G, 1870, was on the residence of 
James A. Weston, who succeeded 
Governor Straw in the presidency, 
continuing, slso, until death. During 
the first year premiums to the amount 
of $40,125 were written, and from 
that time to the present, there has 
been a steady and constant increase 
in the business of the company, so 
that its success has been, indeed, re- 
markable in the history of fire insur- 
ance in this country. 

After the first year it was deter- 
mined to seek business outside the 
State, and for many years past its 
field has covered the entire country 
and extended beyond its borders. 

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of the corporation was celebrated, in 
January, 1895, the capital stock had 
been increased to 1800,000, and the 
total assets amounted to $2,250,000, 
.and a substantial building, on Elm 
Street, had just been completed as a 
home for the company, oo x 100 feet 
in dimensions, and three stories high, 
and as nearly fire-proof as was then 
practicable, rendered necessary for 
the convenience and safety of the 
rapidly growing t usiness. 



first and greatest of the stock fire in- 
surance companies of the State, is due, 
mainly, to the high character, ability 
and business sagacity of the men by 
whom it was organized, and has 
been conducted. The people reposed 
confidence in them, in full measure, 
and that confidence was not mis- 
placed, as results have proved. Nor 
is the management today any less 
capable, Trustworthy and efficient 
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Today the capital stock is SI, 350,- 
•000; while the total assets exceed 
86,500,000, and the company is housed 
in the most elegant and substantial 
granite and steel structure to be 
found in the State, completed last 
year on Hanover Street — a model of 
architectural beauty and business 
convenience — a monument to success- 
ful enterprise and a credit and or- 
nament to the city in which it 
stands. 

The wonderful success of this, the 



intervening years. The present of- 
ficial roster is made up of the names 
of men among the foremost in the busi- 
ness and financial circles of the State, 
including: Frank W. Sargeant, presi- 
dent; Walter M. Parker, vice-presi- 
dent; Nathan P. Hunt, treasurer; 
Frank E. Martin, Lewis M. Crockett, 
William B. Burpee, secretaries: Na- 
than P. Hunt, Walter M. Parker, 
Frank P. Carpenter, Frank W. Sar- 
geant, Arthur M. Heard, Finance 
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THE LEGAL PROFESSION IN MANCHESTER 



In point of population and wealth 
the county of Hillsborough is by far 
the largest in the state, and the city 
of Manchester makes up more than 
one half of the county in these re- 
spects. And yet this prominence has 
been attained in comparatively recent 
years. From the establishment of 
the county, in 1771, for more than 
fifty years Amherst was the county 
seat and the important town, and 
there the legal business was mainly 
transacted. It was not until the 
development of the immense water 
power afforded by the Amoskeag Falls 
was commenced in earnest, and the 
great manufacturing industries, whose 
products are now known throughout 
the world, began to grow up in conse- 
quence., that Manchester came to be 
regarded as a promising field for the 
lawyer. For the last sixty years or 
more, however, since the place became 
a city, and has also shared with 
Nashua the advantages of the county 
seat, there has been no dearth of 
lawyers within its limits, many of 
whom have ranked among the ablest 
and most successful in the State, and 
not a few of whom have held promi- 
nent positions in public life. 

Among the most noted members of 
the legal profession in Manchester 
in the earlier days of its professional 
history, along about the middle of 
the last century, were George W. 
Morrison and Daniel Clark — the 
former a prominent Democrat and 
the latter a leading Republican. 
They were rivals at the bar, with few 



equals and no superiors in the State, 
in point of ability. Mr. Morrison 

served with distinction in the national 
House of Representatives in the 31st 
and 33d Congress, 1849-51 and 
1853-55; while Mr. Clark was made 
a United States senator in 1857, 
continuing till 1SG6, when he re- 
signed to accept the office of Judge 
of the United States District Court 
for New Hampshire, which he held 
for many years. Contemporaneous 
with these, and their peer in legal 
attainments, if not in forensic ability, 
was Samuel D. Bell, who became an 
associate justice of the Supreme 
Court of the State in 1849, serving till 
1859, when he was made chief justice 
which position he held till 1864. His 
son, Samuel N. Bell, was also a lawyer 
of ability, and was a Democratic 
congressman in 1871-^2. Another bril- 
liant Manchester lawyer, about this 
time, was William C. Clarke, a native 
of Atkinson, and a brother of Col. 
John B. Clarke of the Manchester 
Mirror, who was attorney general of 
New Hampshire from 1863 till 1S72, 
when he died and was succeeded in 
office by another Manchester lawyer, 
equally brilliant — Lewis W. Clark, 
who served four years, and was soon 
after appointed an associate justice 
of the Supreme Court, serving upon 
that bench until 1898, the last few 
months as chief justice. He had 
been for some time associated in part- 
nership with George W. Morrison, 
before mentioned, the firm name 
being Morrison, Stanley 6z Clark. 



Hon. Hexry E. Burnham, prominent in the civic and professional life of city and State for 
a generation past, and a member of the Senate of the United States from 1901 till 1913, was 
bora in Dunbarton, November 8, 1844, graduated from Dartmouth College in 1S65; studied 
law and was admitted to the bar in April, 1S6S, and has since been in practice in the Queen 
City, except during the time of his Congressional service. He has been active in polite, as 
a Republican, as well as conspicuous in his professional practice, and has long enjoyed a high 
reputation as a campaign speaker and occasional orator. He has served three terms in the 
State legislature, as treasurer of Hillsborough County and Judge of Probate, as a member 
of the Constitutional Convention of 1889, and as a member of the ballot law commission 
from 1892 to 1900. He has been prominent in Masonry and Odd Fellowship, and a Com- 
mander of the Amoskeag Veterans. An extended biographical notice of Mr. Burnham ap- 
peared in the Granite Monthly for December, 1915. 



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Clinton W. Stanley, the other member 
of the firm, was a lawyer of solid 
attainments, and was appointed an 
associate justice of the Circuit Court, 
created by the legislature of 1874, 
and when the Court was reorganized, 
in 1876, became an associate justice 
of the Supreme Court, continuing 
until his death — December 1, 1S84. 
Still another Manchester lawyer, who 
held a position as associate justice on 
the Supreme Court bench, for man} r 
years — from February 1874, until 
his retirement by limitation of age — - 
was Isaac W. Smith. 

Among other lawyers of greater or 
less eminence, now deceased, who 
practiced in Manchester at one time 
or another, were Herman Foster, at 
one time president of the state senate, 
Lucien B. Clough, sometime judge 
of probate, Joseph B. Clark, William 
Little (Historian of Warren and 



Weare), Charles H. Bartlett, also presi- 
dent of the Senate and for many years 
clerk of the United States District 
Court; Joseph W. Fellows, Elijah M. 
Topliff, Denis F. O'Connor and John 
P. Bartlett. Two other lawyers, of 
brilliant attainments, for a time 
located here, were Samuel H. and 
Benjamin F. Ayer. 

Especially notable on account of 
his long experience at the bar — unprec- 
edented in the State in point of fact — 
was the career of David Cross, famil- 
iarly known as Judge Cross, from 
service as judge of probate, who was 
in active practice here for nearly three 
quarters of a century, having asso- 
ciated familiarly with three genera- 
tions of lawyers, and who, when he 
died, in 1914, was the oldest living 
graduate of Dartmouth College. 

Another Manchester lawyer, still 
living, who served twelve years, from 



Hon. Albert O. Brown, long a leading Manchester lawyer — member of the notable firm 
of Burnham, Brown, Warren & Jones — for the last five years chairman of the N. EL Tax Com- 
mission, President of the Amos'keag Savings Bank of Manchester from 1905 till 1912, and 
Treasurer of the same since that dare, naturally holds a position in^the front rank among the 
business and professional men of the city and State. Born in Northwood, July 18, 1S53, 
son of Charles O. and Sarah E. (Langmaid) Brown, he was educated at Coe's Academy and 
Dartmouth College, graduating from the latter in 1878. For a time after graduation he 
engaged in teaching but finally took up the study of law, pursuing the same under the tutelage 
of Judge Burnham, and at the Boston University Law School, graduating from the latter in 
1884, and being admitted to the bar in that year and immediately entering upon the practice 
of his profession in which it may safely be said he attained the highest rank. For a more de- 
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1901 to 1913, in the United States 
Senate, is Henry E. - Buniham, a 
native of Dunfcarton, who has spent 
his entire professional life here. James 
F. Briggs, who practiced for a time in 
Hillsborough, also had an extended 
career at the bar in Manchester. He 
served many years in the state legis- 
lature, and three terms in Congress, 
which was as long as any New Hamp- 
shire man had ever served in that 
capacity until the election of Cyrus 
A. Sulloway, also a Manchester law- 
yer of previous service in the legisla- 
ture, who is now serving his tenth 
term as member of Congress from the 
First New Hampshire District. 

Finally, it should be said that four 
men, now holding positions of impor- 
tance in connection with the adminis- 
tration of justice, and still residing in 
the city, were previously engaged in 
the practice of law in Manchester, viz: 
George H. Bingham, for some time 
associate justice of the Supreme Court 
of the state, now a United States Cir- 
cuit Court judge; Robert J. Peaslee, 
for several years associate justice of 
the Superior Court, and later pro- 
moted to the Supreme Bench, James 
P. Tuttle. who succeeded E. G. East- 
man of Exeter, as attorney general of 
New Hampshire, a few years since, 
and Oliver W: Branch, now an asso- 
ciate justice of the Superior Court. 

Following are personal sketches of 
some of the lawyers of Manchester 
now in active practice: 



HON. OLIVER E. BRANCH 

The men who filled the office of 
United States Attorney for the Dis- 
trict of New Hampshire, under the 
two administrations of Grover Cleve- 
land as President, both ranked among 
the ablest members of the bar in the 
State. John S. H. Frink of Green- 
land, the first of these incumbents, 
had no superior as a lawyer among 
his contemporaries, and Oliver E. 
Branch, who was named for the posi- 
tion during Mr. Cleveland's second 
term — following the incumbency of 



James W. Remick of Littleton, was a 
worthy successor of Mr. Frink. 

Oliver Ernesto Branch was 
born in Madison, O., July 19, 1S47, 
son of William Witter and Lucy J. 
(Bartram) Branch. His father was 
the son of William Branch, a Revo- 
lutionary soldier who entered the 
service in 1776 and fought through 
to the surrender at Yorktown, en- 
during, with others, the sufferings of 
the terrible winter at Valley Forge. 
He was one of the guards at the trial 
of Major Andre, and aided in re- 
moving his bod}' from the gallows 
after execution. He was of the fourth 
generation from John Branch who 
settled in Scituate, Mass., in 1638, 
having sailed from England with his 
father, Peter, who died on the voyage. 

This William Witter Branch, father 
of Oliver E., was a native of Aurelius, 
N. Y., who removed to Madison, 
0., in early manhood. Having aban- 
doned his early occupation as a car- 
riage-maker, and taken up the study 
of law, he entered the legal profession, 
and in 1845 was made a Judge of the 
Court of Common Pleas for Lake 
County, and became one of the most 
influential .citizens of that section, 
taking a strong interest in the material 
development of the county, through 
the extension of transportation fa- 
cilities and otherwise. He secured 
the charter for the Cleveland, Plains- 
ville & Ashtabula Railroad, and made 
the start from which originated the 
present great Lake shore system. 

Oliver E. attended the public 
schools of his native town, Madison 
Seminary, and Whitestown Seminary, 
at Whitesborough, N. Y., and en- 
tered Hamilton College in Septem- 
ber, 1869, graduating in June, 1873. 
Following graduation he was for two 
years principal of Forestville Free 
Academy and Union School, at 
Forestville, N. Y. He entered the 
Columbia College Law School in the 
fall of 1875, graduating in May, 1877, 
meanwhile serving as instructor in 
Latin and History in the Brooklyn 
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He then engaged in practice in part- 
nership with his brother, John L., 
in New York, in whose office he had 
also studied. Here he continued un- 
til 1S83, when he removed to the 
town of Weare, in this state, and en- 
gaged in literary work. 

Id 1887 he was chosen a repre- 
sentative in the legislature from 
Weare, and took an active part in the 
proceedings of that remarkable ses- 
sion, particularly in the debate upon 
the famous "Hazen Bill," the contest 
over which protracted the session 
to an unprecedented length. Re- 
elected for the session of 1S89, his 
ability found recognition in his nom- 
ination by the Democratic members 
as their candidate for speaker, the 
nomination carrying with it the 
minority leadership on the floor. 
During both sessions he served as a 
member of the Judiciary Committee, 
upon whose work his judgment and 
influence left no small impress. 

He entered actively into the prac- 
tice of his profession in Manchester, in 
1889, where he has since continued,, 
removing there from Weare in 1894. 
He soon gained an extensive clientage, 
but has been mainly devoted to 
corporation law, and has been, for 
the last quarter of a century, counsel 
for the Boston & Maine Railroad in 
all important litigation, including the 
protracted contest between the Boston 
& Maine and the Concord & Montreal 
roads, prior to the consolidation of 
the two systems. He was leading 
counsel for the Manchester & Law- 
rence road in the suit brought to 
recover claims of the State amounting 
to 8650,000. It should be stated, also, 
that he was en gaged in the famous 
case, brought before the Supreme 
Court by quo warranto proceedings, 
instituted by Harry Bingham et als., 
against S. S. Jewett, clerk of the 
House of Representatives, for control 
of the Legislature. He was appointed 
U. S. District Attorney by President 
Cleveland, March 15, 1894, serving 
four years with efficiency and distinc- 
tion. 



While a resident of Weare, Mr. 
Branch served for nine years as 
Moderator for that town; but since 
residing in Manchester has held no 
elective office his party being strongly 
in the minority. He is a member of 
the Phi Beta Kappa, and the Delta 
Upsilon of Hamilton College, and has 
long been prominent in the New 
England Association of Hamilton 
College Alumni. A Democrat, polit- 
ically, he took an active part in cam- 
paign work for many 3-ears, being 
heard effectively upon the stump in 
this and other states. In 1892 he 
was president of the New Hampshire 
Democratic State Convention, and 
it was in recognition of his efficient 
service in that campaign, as well as 
his eminent legal qualifications, that 
he received his appointment as Dis- 
trict Attorney at President Cleve- 
land's hands. 

Mr. Branch is a close student of 
history as well as law. He is an 
earnest and forceful speaker, and his 
addresses are not only the product 
of thought, but they never fail to 
stimulate thought in the minds of 
his hearers. They are distinguished 
for their logical statement and lucid 
English, and may well be regarded 
as classical in their clearness and 
strength. To him was assigned the 
task, or rather accorded the dis- 
tinguished honor, of delivering the 
oration at the dedication, by the State 
of New Hampshire, of the statue of 
Gen. Franklin Pierce, fourteenth 
President of the United States, No- 
vember 25, 1914. Those who were 
so favored as to hear that oration, or 
who have read it as it appeared in 
printed form, are aware that no mis- 
take was made in the selection^ It 
was, indeed, a forensic masterpiece, 
evincing careful study, deep thought, 
clear analysis, and just Judgment, 
clothed in the choicest diction, and 
leaving an impression, no less credit- 
able to the orator than to his subject. 

Mr. Branch was united in marriage, 
October 17, 1878, at Weare, with 
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Hannah (Dow) Chase, of that town, 
who died Oct. 6, 1906, leaving four 
children — Oliver Winslow, Dorothy 
Witter, Frederick William and Ran- 
dolph Wellington. 



FREDERICK W. BRANCH 

Frederick W. Branch was born in 
North Weare, X. H., -September 18, 
1886, the son of Oliver E. and Sarah 
C. (Chase) Branch. He attended the 
Ash Street Grammar School and grad- 
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Frederick W. Branch 

School. After graduating from high 
school Mr. Branch entered Hamilton 
College and, from there, Harvard, 
where he graduated with the class of 
1910 with the degree of A.B. After 
two years at Harvard Law School he 
was awarded the degree of LL.B. 
He established himself as a lawyer in 
Manchester, August 1, 1913. At 
present Mr. Branch is junior member 
of the firm of Branch and Branch. 

Mr. Branch is a member of the 
Delta Upsilon Fraternity, his college 
"frat. " His political affiliations are 
with the Democratic party. Mr. 



Branch is one of the most popular 
young men in Manchester, as evi- 
denced by his membership in many 
of the leading clubs of the city. He 
holds membership in the Intervale 
Country Club, the Calumet, the 
Denyfield, and the Cygnet Boat 
Club. He is also a member of the 
Boston Harvard Club. His favorite 
recreations are golf and tennis playing. 



HON. OLIVER W. BRANCH 

One of the younger members of the 
New Hampshire bar, who achieved 
distinction early in life, is Oliver 
Winslow Branch, associate justice of 
the New Hampshire Superior Court. 
Judge Branch is the oldest son of 
Oliver Ernesto and Sarah (Chase) 
Branch. He was born in New York 
City, October 4, 1879, and his early 
education was received in the village 
of North Weare. He entered Man- 
chester high school at the age of 
twelve years, graduating in 1896. In 
1S97 he graduated from Phillips 
Academy, Andover, Mass., and from 
Harvard College in 1901 with the 
degree of A.B., cum laude. He 
received the A.M. degree the follow- 
ing year, and graduated from the 
Harvard University Law School in 
1904. He passed the bar examina- 
tions that year and in September 
1904 began practice with his father. 

During the nine years while he 
practiced in his father's office he had 
a wide variety of experience which 
took him into the United States 
courts of Massachusetts and New 
Hampshire and gave him opportu- 
nities to try many cases before the 
Supreme Court of this state. His 
appointment in November 1913 by 
Governor Samuel D. Felker to the 
Superior Court bench, when he was 
but thirty-four years of age, was a 
most popular one with the members 
of the New Hampshire bar. and his 
work as a presiding justice has proven 
the wisdom of the governor's selection. 

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27, 1910, and they have two children, 
Jane Montgomery, born April 11, 
1913 and Oliver Winslow, Jr., born 
August 2, 1914. He is a member of 
the Franklin Street Congregational 
Church and that he takes an active 
interest in the social welfare of the 
3'oung men of his city is evidenced 
by the fact that he is the President 
of the Young Men's Christian Asso- 
ciation. Judge Branch is a believer 
in "life in the open" and his favorite 
pastimes are golf and gardening. He 
is a member of the Intervale Country 
Club and of the Cygnet Boat Club. 



HON. CYRUS PI. LITTLE 
A fine lawyer, an accomplished 
orator, and a distinguished public 
servant, Cyrus II . Little ranks among 
the best known members of the bar 
in Manchester. 

He is a native of the town of Sut- 
ton, born August 14, 1S59, the son of 
Lieut. Hiram K. and Susan Harvey 
(Woodward) Little. His father was 
a gallant officer of the Eleventh X. H. 
Volunteers, in the Civil War, who 
died from wounds received at Peters- 
burg, July 4, 1864. He is a descend- 
ant in the ninth generation from that 
George Little who settled in Newbury, 
Mass., in 1640; and is a great grand- 
son of Bond Little, who served with 
distinction in the French and Indian 
and the Revolutionary wars; while 
on his mother's side, he is a descend- 
ant of the noted Harvey family, 
of which Congressman Jonathan and 
Governor Matthew Harvey were 
members. 

Mr. Little was educated in the 
public schools, Xevv Hampton Lit- 
erary Institution and Bates College, 
graduating A.B., from the latter, in 
1884. After graduation he was for a 
few years engaged in mercantile 
pursuits; but, developing a taste for 
public affairs and greater intellectual 
activity, he determined to enter the 
legal profession, and, to that end, 
took up the study of law with the 
late Hon. James F. Briggs and Hon. 



Oliver E. Branch, and also pursued 
a three years' course in the Boston 
University Law School, graduating 
LL.B. and winning high rank in his 
class as a student. Upon admission 
to the bar he commenced practice 
in Manchester, applying himself con- 
scientiously to the work of his pro- 
fession, and by industry, application 
and devotion to the interests of his 
clients, winning a large measure of 
success. 

A Republican, by birth and convic- 
tion, his abilities soon commanded 
recognition by his party. In 1896 
he was elected to the State Legis- 
lature from Ward Three, Manchester, 
and during the following session 
served efficiently upon the Judiciary 
and Journal of the House Committees. 
Reelected for the next term, he held 
membership on the Judiciary, Na- 
tional Affairs and Rules Committees, 
and took high rank in leadership and 
debate on the floor; while during the 
session of 1901, having been again 
returned, he received the solid sup- 
port of his party for the speakership, 
and distinguished himself in that hon- 
orable yet difficult position, for the 
readiness and accuracy of his rulings, 
and his unfailing fairness and court- 
esy. 

He Avas a delegate in the Consti- 
tutional Convention of 1902, and 
served efficiently, in committee, on 
the floor, and in the chair, presiding 
over the Committee of the Whole. 

When the local option law was 
enacted by the Legislature, in 1893, 
and a board of license commissioners 
was established under its provisions, 
with plenary powers to insure en- 
forcement, it was generally conceded 
that the success of the law would 
depend, almost wholly, upon the 
character of the commission, and the 
selection made by Governor Bachel- 
der, of Mr. Little as chairman, with 
Henry W. Keyes of Haverhill and 
John Kivel of Dover as his associates, 
gave the highest degree of satisfac- 
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of the commission throughout; and 
the ten years' service of Mr. Little 
in the chairmanship greatly enhanced 
his reputation as a high-minded and 
conscientious public servant. 

Since his retirement from the li- 
cense board, through its abolition 



board of corporators. He has served 
as president of the Cheney Club, 
an organization composed of the 
graduates of Bates College residing 
in New Hampshire. He is a grace- 
ful and effective speaker, both on the 
stump and on general occasions, and 



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in 1913, Mr. Little has been engaged 
in the practice of his profession in 
Manchester. He has always been 
deeply interested in educational af- 
fairs, and served four years as a 
member of the school board while a 
resident of Sutton. He has been a 
trustee of the New Hampton Lit- 
erary Institution since 1908, and 
was for several years president of its 



his services on Memorial Day, par- 
ticularly, are widely sought. 

Mr. Little is a Congregationalist; 
a Mason and Knight Templar; mem- 
ber of the Sons of the American 
Revolution; Massachusetts Com- 
mandery, Military Order of the Loyal 
Legion; the New Hampshire Bar 
Association and the New Hampshire 
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TAGGART, BURROUGHS, WY- 
MAN & MeLANE 

Hon. David A. Taggart 
To achieve real and true success, 
in the practice of law, one must pos- 
sess numberless attributes of char- 
acter such as perseverance,, sound 
judgment, honesty, ability, fearless- 
ness, tact and a high degree of democ- 
racy; and even a casual acquaintance 
would convince a close observer that 
these high traits were included in the 
make-up of David Arthur Taggart, 
a senior member of the firm of Tag- 
gart, Burroughs, Wyman <fc McLane. 
Mr. Taggart has gained wide recog- 
nition as a successful lawyer and he 
has always served the best interests 
of the Republican party with such 
unswerving loyalty that he has made 
for himself a high place in its ranks. 

Mr. Taggart is a descendant of the 
early Scotch-Irish settlers of Lon- 
donderry. His grandfather was Hugh 
Taggart of Hooksett and his father, 
the late David Morrill Taggart of 
Goffstown, well known at one time as 
one of the most prominent horse 
breeders in New England. Mr. Tag- 
gart was born in Goffstown, on Jan- 
uary 30, 1S58. He attended the 
schools of Goffstown and graduated 
from Manchester High Scnool with 
the class of 1874, afterwards enter- 
ing Harvard, from which university 
he graduated with honors in 1S78. 
He studied law with the late Judge 
David Cross, and, after being ad- 
mitted to the bar, formed a part- 
nership with him, which continued 
until 1885. 

In 1883 Mr. Taggart was elected 
to the Legislature as a Republican 
member from Goffstown, and served 
with distinction as a member of the 
committee on revision of laws, and 
as chairman of the committee on 
elections. In November, 1888, he 
was elected a state senator from the 
Amherst district, and although the 
youngest member of that honorable 
body was chosen as its president, 
which position he filled with rare 



dignity and honor. By virtue of this 
office he later assumed the office of 
governor during the illness of Gover- 
nor Goodell, and in the fall of 1890 
received the Republican nomination 
for Congress in the first district. 

Mr. Taggart was married on No- 
vember 11, 1884, to Mary Libra, 
daughter of Dr. A. B. Story, and two 
daughters were born to them. 

Mr. Taggart has always been a 
close student of affairs and his knowl- 
edge of art and literature has been 
broadened through the opportunity 
to travel in many foreign lands. 
He has achieved a fine reputation as 
a forceful, yet graceful public speaker, 
and his appearances as an orator or 
political speaker have been uniformly 
successful. The City of Manchester 
and the State owe much to the un- 
tiring loyalty and devotion of D. 
Arthur Taggart. 



Hon. Sherman E. Burroughs 

Distinguished as a lawyer, active 
in all branches of state progress and 
well known as a prominent member 
of the Republican party, Sherman E. 
Burroughs of Manchester has already 
achieved a distinguished career. As 
a senior member of the law firm of 
Taggart, Burroughs, Wyman & Mc- 
Lane he is an active practitioner and 
he takes a deep interest in the welfare 
of the Queen City. 

He was born in Dumbarton, on 
February 6, 1870, the son of John H. 
and Helen M. (Baker) Burroughs. 
He attended the district schools of 
Dunbarton and Bow, graduating with 
honors from the Concord High School 
in 1890. Eligible to enter West 
Point, he waived his opportunity and 
matriculated at Dartmouth, from 
which institution he graduated in 
1894, having won many honors during 
the four years. 

He immediately began the study of 
law in the office of Sargent & Hollis 
at Concord, going to Washington in 
December of the same year as secre- 
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Henry M. Baker. He continued the 
study of law at the Capital, grad- 
uating LL.B. from Columbia Uni- 
versity and receiving the degree of 
Master of Laws in 1S97. He was 
admitted to practice before the Dis- 
trict of Columbia bar in 1896 and the 
New Hampshire bar in 1897. In 
August of the same year he com- 
menced the practice of law in Man- 
chester, continuing by himself until 
July ], 1901, when he became a 
partner of Hon. David A. Taggart, 
Hon. James P. Tuttle and Mr. Louis 
E. Wyman. 

He has been very prominent in the 
Republican Part} 7 , and has been 
deeply interested in charity work in 
this State as a member of the State 
Board of Charities and Corrections. 
He is a member of the Grace Episco- 
pal Church and is active in city 
Y. M. C. A. work. He belongs to the 
Derryfleld and Tippecanoe clubs and 
is a Mason. 

On April 21, 189S, he married 
Helen S. Philips, a native of Alex- 
andria County, Va., and they have 
four sons. 



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the Lynn public schools, and grad- 
uated from the Lynn Classical High 
School in 189G. He graduated from 
Harvard with the class of 1900, and 
from the Harvard Law School in 1902. 
He was admitted to the Massachu- 
setts bar in February, 1902. After 
spending the summer of 1902 in 
Europe he began to practice in Boston, 
but came to Manchester in December, 
1902, to become associated with David 
A. Taggart, James P. Tuttle and 
Sherman E. Burroughs. After Mr. 
Tuttle was appointed attorney-gen- 
eral, the firm was continued as Tag- 
gart, Burroughs & Wyman. A year 
later, John R. McLane, son of Ex- 
Governor McLane, was taken into the 
firm, which has since been engaged in 
general practice under the name of 
Taggart, Burroughs, Wyman & Mc- 
Lane. June 1, 1904, Mr. Wyman 
married Alice S. Crosby, daughter of 
Uberto C. Crosby, then president of 
the New Hampshire Fire Insurance 
Company. Eliot U. Wyman was 
born March 26, 1905. - Esther M. 
Wyman was born December 19, 1907. 

Mr. Wyman is a Republican in 
politics, was elected representative 
and served in the legislature of 1909. 
In that session he was a member of 
the judiciary committee, and took an 
active interest in matters relating to 
taxation and in other legislation. 

He belongs to the Derryheld, Calu- 
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Louis E. Wyman 

Louis E. Wyman was born August 
2, 1878, in Lynn, Mass. Jlis parents 
were Louis A. and Edith E. (Mer- 
riam) Wyman. Pie was educated in 



John Roy McLane 
John Roy McLane, a junior mem- 
ber of the firm of Taggart, Burroughs, 
Wyman and McLane was born in Mil- 
ford, N.H., on January 7, 1886, the son 
of John McLane, at one time governor 
of New Hampshire, and Ellen (Tuck) 
McLane. 

His early education was received 
in the public schools of Milford, and 
in 1900 he entered St. Paul's School 
at Concord, leaving there three years 
later to enter Dartmouth College from 
which institution he graduated in 
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ford University. England, receiving 
his degree there in 1900, after which 
he returned to this country and 
studied at the Harvard Law School, 
graduating in 1912. 

He immediately began the practice 
of law in Manchester, being associa- 
ted with the firm of which he is now 
a member. Mr. McLane is a Pro- 
gressive, and has been secretary of the 



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Progressive state committee. He is 
a Mason and a member of the Protes- 
tant Episcopal Church. 

On June 12, 1915, he married Elis- 
abeth Bancroft, at Hebron, N. H. 5 and 
they have one son, John Roy McLane, 
Jr. Although busily engaged in the 
practice of law, Mr. McLane still 
finds occasional opportunity to in- 
dulge in his favorite recreation, tennis. 



JONES, WARREN, WILSON 
MANNING 



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Hon. Edwin F. Jones 
f Few New Hampshire lawyers have 
achieved greater distinction than Ed- 
win Frank Jones, senior member of 
one of the largest and busiest law firms 
in New Hampshire — Jones, Warren, 
Wilson & Manning — occupying an ex- 
tensive suite of offices on the tenth 



floor of the Amoskeag Building in 
Manchester. For over three decades 
Mr. Jones has been engaged in the 
practice, of his profession, and al- 
though the pressure of business has 
been great during all this period, 
yet he has found opportunity to give 
much of his knowledge and time to 
affairs of the city and State. This 
in itself indicates a man of unusual 
intellectuality, for few gain the high- 
est success in their chosen profession 
without devoting their entire time 
to it alone. 

Edwin Frank Jones was born in 
Manchester, N. H., April 19, 1859, 
the son of Edwin R. and Mary A. 
(Farnham) Jones. His early edu- 
cation was received in the schools of 
Manchester and at Dartmouth Col- 
lege from which institution he grad- 
uated in 1880 with high honors. He 
studied law with Judge David Cross, 
at Manchester, and on August 28, 
1883, was admitted to practice before 
the New Hampshire bar. He as- 
sociated himself with the late Wil- 
liam J. Copeland as a partner and 
following the latter's death in 1886, 
practiced alone for sixteen years. 
Since 1902 he has been connected with 
the firm of which he is now senior 
partner. For a long period of time 
Mr. Jones has numbered among his 
clients the Amoskeag Manufacturing 
Company and the Manchester Trac- 
tion Light & Power Company, two of 
the best known corporations in the 
state. In 1908 Mr. Jones was pres- 
ident of the New Hampshire Bar 
Association. 

The career of Mr. Jones in public 
and political life has been fully as 
brilliant as that of his professional 
life. In 1881 he was assistant clerk 
of the House of Representatives and 
here he was so proficient as to be 
elected clerk for the sessions of 1883 
and 1885. In 1900 he was president 
of the Republican State Convention 
and in 1908 was a delegate-at-large 
from this State to the Republican 
National Convention at Chicago. 
In 1902 he was a delegate to the con- 



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vention to revise the constitution of 
the State serving ori the Standing 
Committee on Future Mode of 
Amending the Constitution and other 
Amendments and presiding in the 
committee of the whole. In 1912 
he was president of the Constitutional 
Convention, having been chosen unan- 
imously and without the least show 
of opposition, which was a high 
tribute to the ability, merit and fit- 
ness of the man. 

His native city has honored Mr. 
Jones in more ways than one. But 
a short time after his graduation 
from Dartmouth he was elected a 
member of the Manchester Board of 
Education, and in January, 1887, he 
was chosen city solicitor, to which 
office he was repeatedly reelected 
for a period of twelve years. For 
years he has been a trustee of Pine 
Grove Cemetery, for six years was 
trustee of the public library and from 
1887 to 1895 he was treasurer of Hills- 
borough County. In 1915 he was 
elected a trustee of the State Library. 

On December 21, 1887, Mr. Jones 
married Nora F. Kennard of Man- 
chester, daughter of the late Hon. 
Joseph F. Kennard. Their only 
child, Rebecca, died on October 2G, 
1902. 

Mr. Jones is a prominent Mason. 
He is a member of Washington Lodge, 
Mt. Horeb Chapter, Adoniram Coun- 
cil and Trinity Commandery, K. T., 
of Manchester. In 1891 he was mas- 
ter of his lodge, in 1896 was appointed 
district deputy grand master of the 
grand lodge and in 1910 became grand 
master of the grand lodge. He is a 
member of the Scottish Kite bodies 
of the thirty-second degree, and of 
the Shrine. 

To one who reads the above the 
strength of character of the man is at 
once apparent. He is possessed of 
all the attributes which go to make 
up a successful lawyer and close stu- 
dent of affairs. Courteous and kind, 
he is yet resourceful and untiring, 
knowing nothing of defeat, pressing 
on always to higher and better things. 



His opportunity for extensive travel 
at home and abroad have given him 
a keen insight into men and the world 
of affairs, of which he has been quick 
to take advantage in the pursuit, of 
his worthy career. 



Hon. George H. Warren 

George H. Warren is one of the 
most substantial members of-! the 
Manchester legal profession. He has 
been successful as a practitioner 
because of his inherent ability and 
determination to achieve a full meas- 
ure of success in everything which 
he undertook. ' Well versed in all 
branches of his profession and a hard, 
yet fair fighter, he has gained the 
respect of all who have come in con- 
tact with him. 

Mr. Warren was born in Shirley, 
Mass., on October 15, 1860, the son 
of N. I;, and Mary B. Warren. His 
early education was received in the 
district schools, and he prepared for 
college at Lawrence Academy in 
Grot on, Mass. He was graduated 
from Williams College in 1886 and 
he has been engaged in the practice 
of law in Manchester since he was 
admitted to the bar in 1889. 

Mr. Warren is at present one of the 
senior members of the reliable firm 
of Jones, Warren, Wilson & Manning, 
which is an outgrowth of the firm of 
Burnham, Brown and Wan-en, the 
first law firm with which he became 
identified in 1890. 

Prominent in Republican circles 
of the State, Mr. Warren has held 
several responsible positions, and is 
at present president of the Board of 
Trustees of Public Institutions, which 
office he has held since July, 1915. 
For six years he has been chairman 
of the Board of Trustees of the State 
Industrial School, and in 1912 hesat 
in the Constitutional Convention, 
of which another member of the firm, 
Edwin C. Jones, was president. 

Mr. Warren was married on No- 
vember 19, 1891, to Mary H. Palmer 
of Groton, Mass., and to them five 



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children have been born, Helen E., 
Louise, Mary B.. Robert P., and 
Elizabeth H. Mr. Warren attends 
the Unitarian Church, and is a mem- 
ber of the Derry field and Country 
clubs of Manchester. 



Allan M. Wilson 
Allan M. Wilson, of the firm of 
Jones, Warren, Wilson & Manning, 

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Knight Templar, member of the 
Shrine and Consistory. He belongs 
to the Deny field and Intervale Coun- 
try clubs of Manchester, and the 
Canadian Club of Boston, Mass. 

In 1901 he was married to Kath- 
erine F. Rowe of Yarmouth, X. S., 
and to them one child. Arthur R., 
was born in 1902. He is a member 
of the First Baptist Church of Man- 
chester, and his favorite recreation is 
tennis. 



Robert L. Manning 
Robert L. Manning, a member of 
the firm of Jones, Warren, Wilson & 
Manning, is well known in Manches- 
ter and through the £ tate as a suc- 
cessful attorney, his work before the 
supreme court having brought him 
into considerable prominence. 

He was born in Annapolis, Md., 
on January 20, 1872, the son of 
Charles H. and Fanny B. Manning. 
His early education was received in 
Annapolis and at Baltimore, Md., 
but he is a graduate of Manchester 
High School, afterwards being grad- 
uated from Harvard College and 
Harvard Law School. He com- 
menced the practice of law at Man- 



Allan M. Wilson 

has been prominently identified with 
the Manchester legal profession since 
he was admitted to the New Hamp- 
shire bar in 1897. 

Born at St. John, N. B., on Jan- 
uary 27, 1873, he was educated at 
St. John's High School, graduating 
with the class of 1SS8. He was grad- 
uated from Arcadia. College, in 1893, 
and began the study of law in the 
office of Burnham, Brown & Warren, 
in Manchester, shortly afterwards. 

Mr. Wilson was a member of the 
Constitutional Convention of 1912 
and, for the past nine years, has been 
a member of the Manchester School 
committee. He is a Republican and 
fraternally is well known as a Mason, 



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He has been ward clerk and mod- 
erator, and in 1907 was a member of 
the New Hampshire House of Rep- 
resentatives. Mr. Manning is a Pro- 
gressive, and although not officially 
connected with the party, his high 
ideas and strong convictions have 
been of sufficient worth to receive 
due consideration in the councils 
of that party in this State. 

Mr. Manning was married, Oc- 
tober 23, 1900. to Frances May 
Sawyer, of Manchester, and they have 
one daughter, Margaret. He is af- 
filiated with several local clubs and 
is a Congregationalist. 



bar in June 1902, and has met with 
marked success in his chosen pro- 
fession. His political affiliations are 
with the Republican Party, of which 
he is an influential member. "He has 
rilled the positions of assistant clerk 
of the State Senate 1901-3, clerk of 
that body in 1905-07, assistant clerk 
of the New Hampshire Constitutional 
Convention of 1903, and has served 
as secretary of the Republican State 
Committee. He is a member of the 
Derryfield Club, Manchester's repre- 
sentative social organization. He 
married, April 26, 1905, Justyne E. 
Burgess. They have three children. 



THORP & ABBOTT 



L. Ashton Thorp 
L. Ashton Thorp was born in Man- 
chester, December 7, 1876, the son of 



Lee C. Abbott 
Lee C. Abbott was born in Rumney, 
K. H., June 11, 1876, son of Joseph 
and Sarah (Clark) Abbott. His edu- 
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Prank D. and Julia E. (Boutelle) 
Thorp. He received his education in 
the Manchester public schools and 
attended the Boston University Law 
School. He was admitted to the 
practice of law at the New Hampshire 



Lee C. Abbott 

public schools, the High School of 
Franklin, Mass., and the University 
of Vermont. He read law in the 
offices of Pattee & George and Cross 
& Loveren in Manchester, and wa3 
admitted to the New Hampshire bar 



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in June, 1905. He is a member of 
the law firm of Thdrp & Abbott, 
Amoskeag Bank Building, and is an 
honored member of hi.- 5 profession. 
In politics Mr, Abbott is a Democrat 
and has received recognition from his 
party, at one time being its candidate 
for state senator in one of the Man- 
chester districts, running well ahead 
of his ticket. He has been trustee of 
the New Hampshire State Library, 
has served as Noble Grand of Ridgely 
Lodge of Odd Fellows and is a mem- 
ber of the college fraternity, Alpha 
Tau Omega. In 1906 he married 
Jennie D. Hutchinson of Franklin, 
Mass. They have five children. Mr. 
Abbott is a member of the Methodist 
Episcopal Church and president of the 
Conference Laymen's Association of 
that denomination. 



major. He is affiliated with the 
Knights of Columbus and Is a mem- 
ber of the New Hampshire and Amer- 



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Thomas H, Madigan, Jr. 

One of the best known of the 
younger members of the Manchester 
legal profession is Thomas Henry 
Madigan, Jr., who was born in West- 
field, Mass., on June 29, 1872, the 
son of Thomas H. and Johanna 
(Bahen) Madigan. His early educa- 
tion was received at Mechanicsville 
(New York) Academy, the Troy 
(New York) Business College and 
under private tutors. He studied 
law and was admitted to practice 
before the New Hampshire bar in 
1899. From the time he was ad- 
mitted until 1907 Major Madigan 
practiced in Concord, afterwards 
moving to Manchester where he has 
since been located. 

He has achieved considerable dis- 
tinction in politics, being Secretary 
of the Democratic State Committee 
from 1900 to 1904, and chairman of 
the same. He is the present chairman 
of the Democratic City Committee of 
Manchester. 

Major Madigan was secretary of the 
Constitutional Convention of 1902, 
and from 1899 to 1907 was judge 
advocate of the New Hampshire 
National Guard with the rank of 



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ican Bar associations. In religion he 
is a Roman Catholic. 



Charles D. Barnard 
Charles Daniel Barnard is a Man- 
chester attorney who has forced recog- 
nition for himself through hard work 
and perseverance. As a young man 
he learned the grocery and whole- 
sale paper business, beginning the 
study of law in 1902, and, later, 
taking a course in the law depart- 
ment of George Washington Uni- 
versity, Washington, D. C. He has 
been so successful in his profession 
that he now is solicitor of the Queen 
City and has a large private prac- 
tice as well. 

Born in Bedford, February 15, 
1873, the son of Henry T. and H. 
Louise (Hunter) Barnard, he lived 
as a youth in Merrimack, and com- 
pleted his education at the McGaw 
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bar and began the practice of law as 
an associate of Congressman Cyrus 
A. Sulloway and Moodybell S. Ben- 

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nett. xVs a representative of the 
fourth ward of Manchester, in the 
legislature of 1909, he served on 
the important judiciary committee. 
In 1910 he was associated with Sen- 
ator Henry E. Burnham in Washing- 
ton, D. C, as a secretary. In 1913 
he returned to Manchester to take 
up the practice of his profession, and 
in the same year was elected city 
solicitor which position he now holds. 
Mr. Barnard is a Mason, Knight 
Templar and member of Bektash 
Temple. He is an Odd Fellow, 
attends the Congregational Church 
and is a member of the Derryfield 
and Calumet clubs. In 1904 he 
married Miss Mabelle M. Wright of 
Manchester, and they have one son, 
Charles Henry. 



William S. Nevins 
One of the younger members of the 
Manchester legal profession is Wil- 
liam S. Nevins, who opened his office 



at 616 Amoskeag Bank Building in 
April, 1915. Since that time he has 
had considerable general practice and 
has been particularly successful in 
Probate work, of which he has ac- 
cumulated a large amount. 

Mr. Nevins was born in London- 
derry, N. II., March 1, 1890, the son 
of William P. and Julia D. S. Nevins. 
His early education was received in 
the district schools of his native town, 
and he prepared for college at Pink- 
erton Academy in Deny. Mr. Nev- 
ins early interested himself in agri- 
culture, and wishing to know more 
about the theoretical side of farming 
he took an agricultural course at 
New Hampshire College, afterwards 
studying law at Boston University 
Law School, from which he was 
graduated in 1913. He was admitted 
to practice in 1914 and for some time 
studied with the prominent firm of 
Jones, Warren, Wilson <fc Manning, 
later opening his own office. 

He is deeply interested in scientific 



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farming, and, as an avocation, con- 
ducts the family farm at London- 
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He also is actively interested in 
politics, as a Republican, and at 
present is chairman of the Republican 
committee of his native town. Fra- 
ternally, Mr. Xevins is a Mason, 
Knight Templar and Shriner, as 
well as a prominent member of the 
Grange. He is a member of the Pres- 
byterian Church. 



Carroll S. King 

Not connected with any corpora- 
tion, yet conducting one of the ex- 
tensive law practices of Manchester, 
Carroll S. King ma}- be characterized 
as a typical "plugger/' and one who 
succeeds by this method. 

He was born in Marlboro, Vt,, 
August 31, 1SS0, the son of Walter E. 
and Kate N. King. . In Marlboro he 
received his early education. He grad- 
uated from the Brattleboro Academy, 
Brattleboro, Yt., and studied law at 
Brown University. In 1909 he en- 
tered business as a lawyer in Manches- 
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general practice. Mr. King's politi- 
cal affiliations are with the Republican 
Party. He is a member of Wildley 
Lodge No. 45, I. O. O. F of Manches- 
ter. 

Although his law business keeps 
him very busy Mr. King finds time 



to participate in the development of 
Manchester as a municipality, in 
which he is keenly interested. He 
is an enthusiastic motorist and some- 
what of a baseball "fan." 



Robert Laixg 
One of Manchester's leading young 
attorneys is Robert C. Laing. Mr. 






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Laing was born in Manchester, Feb- 
ruary 24, 1891, the son of Elmer R. 
and Charlotte E. Laing. 

He attended the Manchester public 
schools and is a graduate of Manches- 
ter High School. He studied law at 
the Boston University Law School and 
in 1913 took up the practice of law in 
his native city where he is associated 
with former Senator H. E. Burnham. 

His political affiliations are with the 
Republican Party, of which he is one 
of the more prominent of the younger 
members. He was a member of the 
House of Representatives in 1913 and 
at present is clerk of the Municipal 
Court of Manchester. 

Mr. Laing is a member of the Lafay- 
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cil and Commander}* at Manchester married Mazelle L. Clarke of Fall 

and is also a member of the Calumet River, Massachusetts. He is a regu- 

Club. lar attendant of the Universalis! 

On October 25, 1915, Mr. Laing Church. 



MANUFACTURING IN MANCHESTER 



The Manchester of America owes 
its very existence to a manufacturing 
corporation; in fact the Queen City 
of the Granite State is the offspring 
of the Amoskeag Manufacturing Com- 
pany and in the same manner that a 
parent nourishes and cares for its 
firstborn so was the city of Manches- 
ter nourished and succored during 
its early age by the corporation 
parent, and today that corporation. 
which has kept pace in growth and 
development with its offspring, ex- 
ercises a vast amount of influence on 
the municipality which has become 
the metropolis of the Granite State. 

The child need not be ashamed of 
its parent and by the same token may 
the parent look with pride upon the 
child which it has reared. Today 
the Amoskeag corporation is pointed 
to as an ideal manufacturing company 
which looks after its thousands of 
employes in a manner best calculated 
to promote the material and social 
welfare of each individual, and at the 
same time attends to a business the 
magnitude of which exceeds even the 
wildest dreams of the company's 
early promoters. The manufacture 
of cotton cloth has always been the 
leading industry of the Queen City; 
today the manufacture of shoes is 
running a close second. 

As would naturally be expected 
there is neither extensive variety or 
large number of manufacturing con- 
cerns in Manchester, but it may be 
truthfully said that the few companies 
which are engaged in the various 
lines of manufacturing business are 
of the highest possible > grade, no 
matter from what angle they are 
viewed, so whatever the city may 
lack in quantity it makes up for in 
quality. 



The initial attempt to harness the 
mighty power of the Amoskeag Falls 
to machinery was made somewhere 
about 17G0, when Capt. John Stark 
built and operated a sawmill at the 
Falls on the west side of the river. 
It was while working in his mill that 
John Stark heard the news of the 
battle of Lexington and hastened to 
take up the important place which 
he held in the victory of the Colonies 
over the English troops. During the 
Revolutionary war, this first mill 
decayed, from want of use and repair, 
but after the cessation of hostilities, 
a new mill was built on the same site 
by General Stark and Hon. Samuel 
Blodgett, later becoming the property 
of Mr. Blodgett alone. 

The real pioneer in the develop- 
ment of the water power at the Amos- 
keag Falls and the man to whom be- 
longs a great deal of the credit for 
the Manchester of today is Judge 
Samuel Blodgett. This enterprising 
man, after engaging in the manu- 
facture of duck and sail cloth in 
Massachusetts, came to Manchester 
in 1793, and at once began work upon 
the construction of a canal around 
the quarter mile of rapids with then 
descent of fifty feet, for the purpose 
of making the Merrimack River 
navigable from Lake Winnepesaukee 
to Lowell. A Massachusetts com- 
pany was already engaged in building 
the " Middlesex Canal from Lowell 
to Boston. In the face of almost 
every conceivable obstacle, not only 
from natural condition but from the 
opposition of the very large number 
of men who considered him a de- 
mented old man, Judge Blodgett 
persevered in his purpose, spending 
all of his own fortune in the venture 
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years from the day he began that 
great work, he rode in triumph through 
his own canal. 

Although this canal made the Mer- 
rimack River the highway of traffic 
in northern New England for thirty- 
five years, or until the railroad came 
to run parallel with the waterway, 
the principal industry of which it was 
to ruin, Judge Blodgett did not limit 
his comprehension of the possibilities 
of the Merrimack River to naviga- 
tion. Quite to the contrary, he had 
a clear conception of the immense 
hydraulic power vested in the tur- 
bulent waters of the Amoskeag Falls. 
It was ever his boast that '"as the 



mill in New Hampshire located in 
New Ipswich on the Souhegan River, 
and believing that he could find ample 
waterpower at Amoskeag, he ac- 
cordingly bought a privilege and built 
a small mill, which he fitted with 
machinery for the spinning of cotton. 
But the machinery was old and un- 
satisfactory and the business lagged 
for a few vears. 

In 1809, Messrs. Ephraim, Robert 
and David Stevens became associated 
with Mr. Prichard and assisted in the 
work of making a new dam. Others 
becoming interested in this enterprise, 
a company was formed in January, 
1810, under the name of '"Proprietors 



Central Plant, W. H. McElwain Shoe Company 



country increases in population we 
must have manufactories, and here, 
at my canal, will be a manufacturing 
town that shall be the Manchester 
of America." Death claimed the 
venerable pioneer only a few months 
after the successful completion of his 
canal, but his spirit of prophecy in- 
spired the people to the effect that a 
petition was presented to the legis- 
lature of this State which was granted 
on June 13. 1810, making the name 
of the town Manchester. 

The project of manufacturing cot- 
ton on the Merrimack was started 
in 1804 at Amoskeag Falls by one 
Benjamin Prichard. Mr. Prichard 
had had an interest in the first cotton 



of the Amoskeag Cotton and Wool 
Manufactory." This company en- 
larged the original mill somewhat and 
began the spinning of cotton yarns. 
In order to raise more capital, the 
company petitioned the state legis- 
lature for an act of incorporation 
which was granted under the name of 
the Amoskeag Cotton and Wool 
Manufacturing Company in June, 
1810. 

The close of the war of 1812 
brought such an influx of foreign goods 
that the Amoskeag Company was 
nearly prostrated, and it was decided 
to sell out if a purchaser could be 
found. In October, 1822, the prop- 
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Robinson of Providence, R. I., whose 
enthusiasm proved greater than his 
judgment, with the result that, in 
January, 1S25, Messrs. Pitcher, Gay 
and Slater, men of experience in the 
mill business, became the owners of 
this infant industry. These gentle- 
men, in December, 1825, sold a large 
interest in the property to Messrs. 
Oliver Dean, Lyman Tiffany, and 
Willard Sayies, and this new firm 
took the title of the Amoskeag Man- 
ufacturing Company. 

From the formation of this com- 
pany, under the name which has since 
become famous, the story of manufac- 
turing at Amoskeag Falls was one of 
progress and prosperity. The com- 
pany was incorporated on July 1, 1831, 
with a capital of one million dollars. 
This company planned to furnish sites 
for mills to other companies which 
might be anxious to locate here, also 
power for these mills, to erect mills 
and run them on their own account, 
and at the same time develop a manu- 
facturing town. 

One of the early acts of this cor- 
poration had been to purchase a large 
tract of over 700 acres of land on the 
west side of the river and expert 
engineers, having ascertained that 
the east bank of the river was the 
better site for canals and mills, all the 
lands on the east . side of the river 
that they could ever require were 
purchased in 1S34. Early in 1838 
the site of a town was laid out, con- 
sisting of a main street, running north 
and south, parallel with the river, 
called Elm Street, with other 
streets running parallel and at right 
angles to Elm Street. Certain sec- 
tions were reserved for public parks, 
cemeteries, churchs, schools and pub- 
lic buildings. The first public land 
sale was held by the Amoskeag Man- 
ufacturing Company, October 24, 
1838, and 147 lots were sold. As if 
in fulfillment of the old prophecy of 
Judge Blodgett, building at once 
began in earnest and has continued 
from that day to this with almost un- 
precedented rapidity. 



In 1838 a new company for the 
manufacture of cotton bags and duck 
was incorporated under the name of 
the Stark Mills and with a capital of 
8500,000.00. The greater part of 
the members of this new company 
were men who had held interests in the 
older company. In 1839, another 
new company was incorporated as the 
Manchester Mills. Later this name 
was changed to the Merrimac Mills, 
and still later to the Manchester 
Print Works and has since been 
absorbed by the Amoskeag Company. 

One branch of the Amoskeag 
Company's activities was the Machine 
Shop built in 1840 to make the ma- 
chinery used in their own mills, and 
for sale to other mills. This shop 
was followed by a foundry in 1842, and 
a new larger machine shop and new 
foundry in 184S. For several years 
the manufacture of locomotives was 
very successfully carried on at these 
shops, but has since been discontinued. 
To provide room for small manu- 
facturers the Amoskeag Company 
built a block near the upper end of the 
lower canal called the " Mechanic's 
Building" or "Mechanic's Row" 
wherein were located a varied assort- 
ment of smaller manufacturing plants. 

A company that at one time was 
quite prominent in Manchester was 
the Manchester Locomotive Com- 
pany. Incorporated in 1854, this 
company was later absorbed by the 
American Locomotive Company and 
has now been discontinued in this 
city. Other important enterprises at 
the middle of the nineteenth century 
were: Blodgett Edge Tool Company, 
Amoskeag Paper Mill, Manchester 
Iron Company, Manchester Machine 
Company, the Fulton Works for the 
manufacture of doors, sashes and 
blinds, Manchester Steam Mill, The 
Brass Foundry, Piscataqua Steam 
Mill, Piscataqua Mills for flour man- 
ufacture and the Manchester Gas 
Light Company. 

Today, the important manufac- 
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Manchester, include: F. M. Hoyt 
Company, makers of the Beacon shoes, 
which established here in 1892; the 
Elliott Manufacturing Company, 
makers of underwear, established in 
1892; Crafts Shoe Factory, estab- 
lished in 1891; the S. A. Felton & 
Sons Company, . which began busi- 
ness here in the early SO's, making- 



power brushes; the Manchester Trac- 
tion Light and Power Company, 
incorporated in 1881 ; the W. F. McEi- 
wain Company which located here in 
1910, the Jones Shoe Co. and R. G. 
Sullivan's cigar factory, home cf the 
famous 7-20-4. Sketches of several of 
the more prominent manufacturing 
concerns appear in the following pages. 



AMOSKEAG MANUFACTURING COMPANY 



Manchester and the Amoskeag 
Manufacturing Company are almost 
synonymous in their histories, u in 
their prosperity, and in their meaning 
to the world in general. The city of 
Manchester has practically grown 
np around this mammoth textile 
industry, the growth and progress 
of which has been the backbone of the 
growth and progress of the city it- 
self; and in any part of the civilized 
-and industrial world, the fame of 
Manchester, New Hampshire, is pri- 
marily as the home of the largest 
textile plants in the world. 

The Amoskeag Manufacturing 
Company is not only the largest 
•concern of its kind in the world, 
but it is singular for the reason that 
its entire plant and management are 
in the one city. All other enter- 
prises, which can be compared in 
■size to the Amoskeag, are located in 
several cities. If every industry and 
individual, except the Amoskeag Man- 
ufacturing Company, were taken en- 
tirely away from Manchester, there 
would still be an industrial city of 
thirty thousand people and a city 
of the greatest importance to the 
manufacturing world. This com- 
parison in no way belittles the scores 
■of other important manufacturing 
concerns which go to make up the 
Manchester of today, but rather 
serves to emphasize the magnitude 
of this principal industry. 

Some idea of the extent of this 
company's business may be gathered 
from consideration of the fact that 
it provides daily employment to over 



15,000 operatives; that its 070,000 
spindles consume more than 70,000,- 
000 pounds of raw cotton and wool in 
a year; and its 24,000 looms make 
nearly 150,000 miles of cloth every 
year. To generate the power which 
runs the machinery used in making 
this amount of cloth is required in a 
year 131,000 tons of coal, and to 
properly lubricate the machines re- 
quires 75,000 gallons of oil. Add to 
these facts, remarkable as they are, 
the truly astounding fact that the 
annual pay-roll reaches the stupendous 
sum of $8,500,000, and Manchester's 
dependence on the Amoskeag is 
forcefully comprehended. 

The wonderful natural advantages 
of the location of the mills of the 
Amoskeag Manufacturing Company, 
without doubt have been the largest 
contributing factor in the success of 
this gigantic enterprise. Its mills 
and works stretch along the east 
bank of the Merrimack River for one 
and one-half miles or more and bridges 
built by the company communicate 
with factories built on the west side 
of the river making an extent of 
scarcely less than four miles of brick 
buildings in tiers of two and three. 

The Amoskeag Manufacturing 
Company was incorporated in 1831. 
The first two mills were built by the 
company for its own occupancy in 
1840 and 1841. A third mill was 
erected in 1844 and a fourth in 1847. 
The fifth and sixth mills, with aux- 
iliary buildings followed within the 
space of a few years; a seventh, a 
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also a gingham mill, in 1874 and the 
ninth in 1880. Id 1886 the company 
added another mill to its already large 
plant on the east bank of the river, 
this building considerably larger than 
any of the previous ones, being 492 
feet long by 100 feet wide and five 
stories high. This new factory is 
known as the Jefferson Mill, or Mill 
No. 10. Just below this Jefferson 
Mill is the bag mill, where the work 
is carding, spinning and weaving for 
cotton bags. In the upper yard, 
opposite the Jefferson Mill, are No. 
1 and No. 2 Langdon Mills, for spin- 
ning and weaving. South of Dean 
Street in the upper yard is the big 
Amory Mill, 519 feet long, and 94 
feet wide, with an extension 103 feet 
long and 101 feet wide, the entire 
structure five stories high. 

The company's Mill No. 11 was 
built in 1889, on the west side of the 
river, south of Bridge Street, a build- 
ing 533 feet long and 103 feet wide. 
In 1899 an addition 3GG feet long was 
built, making the entire mill 900 
feet long, 103 feet wide, six stories 
high at the south end, four stories 
high at the north end. In this mill 
are weaving and dressing and cloth 
room departments. On the west- 
side of the river, near the junction of 
Bridge and McGregor Streets, is 
the Cooliclge Mill, built in 1909. It 
consists of the main mill four stories 
high, 704 feet long and 103 feet wide, 



with two wings on the east side, both 
204 feet long and 103 feet wide. 
Carding, spinning and weaving are 
done in this factory. A passageway 
over Bridge Street connects this 
building with Mill No. 11.' 

While the Coolidge Mill was under 
construction, a new power plant, 
comprising a turbine engine station 
and a boiler house, was in process of 
erection on the east bank of the river 
north of Jefferson Mill. At present 
there are two 5,000 and one 7,500 
horse-power engines in the engine 
house, and 64 boilers, each rated at 
150 horse-power. 

At the foot of Stark Street, a bridge 
spanning the Canal, is the entrance 
to the building containing the count- 
ing room and offices of the company. 
On the lower floor of this building are 
rooms for the civil engineers and 
chemists, the second floor has the 
counting room and general offices and 
a hall where stockholders' meetings 
are held. The upper floor is used for 
the purchasing department and arch- 
itects. Beside these main mills and 
buildings there are many minor aux- 
iliary buildings, each filling its place 
in the manifold needs of a great 
manufacturing industry. 

The southern division of the Amos- 
keag Manufacturing Company's im- 
mense plant includes what was the 
Manchester Mills, Manchester Old 
Print Works and the New Print 



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uring Company From the West Bank of the Merrimack 



Works, and comprises eight factories 
with auxiliary buildings. 

Mill No. 11 and the Coolidge Mill 
present the latest type of factory 
with all modern ideas and improved 
surroundings. They are indeed 
splendid buildings, the latter named 
in honor of the company's one time 
president and famous head, the Hon. 
T. Jefferson Coolidge. A tablet, 
placed on the wall near the entrance 
of the Coolidge Mills, bears testi- 
mony to his memory. 

The aggregate extent of land cov- 
ered by this large number of fac- 
tories, shops, mills and auxiliary 
buildings, nearly all built of brick 
with fire-resisting roofs, is an area 
equal to forty-five acres. The floor 
space represented by these buildings 
is over 165 acres, while the yards in 
which the mills are located have an 
area of over 179 acres. 

A comparison of the pay-roll of 
the company for various years gives 
one of the most comprehensive ideas 
of the remarkable growth of this 
company. In 1831 the year the 
company was incorporated, the total 
wage was §36,298. In twenty years, 
or in 1850, it had become §487,005. 
In another twenty years, or in 1870. 
the annual pay-roll represented 
§1,107,428. In 1900 a total of 82,772,- 
811 was paid in wages to Amoskeag 
workers, which increased to 86,176,- 
353 in 1910 and still further increased 



to approximately SS,500,000 for 1915. 
When one considers the varied 
occupation and the vast number of 
workers employed in the Amoskeag 
Manufacturing Company, the num- 
ber of accidents which have occurred 
is very small. No great catastrophe 
has ever happened such as have 
been the misfortune of other large 
manufacturing concerns, no disas- 
trous fires have ever started in the 
mills or store-houses and the loss 
of life attendant upon the working 
of this enormous manufactory has 
been wonderfully small, all of which 
reflects the greatest of credit on the 
entire management of the under- 
taking. 

The Amoskeag Corporation was one 
of the first of the large corporations 
of this country to discern the ad- 
vantages to itself of a liberal policy 
to its employes. It early recognized 
the fact that the success and sta- 
bility of its business depended to a 
large extent upon the cooperation 
and contentedness of its largest force 
of workers, the operatives. With 
this end in view, it has interested 
itself in the welfare of its workers 
until Manchester and the Amoskeag 
Manufacturing Company is the de- 
sired goal of all the better class of 
mill workers of this country, and there 
is not a manufacturing city in the 
whole United States which can boast 
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and decorous operative population 
as is here. To this is due the ex- 
ceedingly small number of labor 
troubles which have arisen here, all 
differences always having been ad- 
justed amicably. 

To provide homes for its vast 
number of workers, the company, in 
the early day of its incorporation, 
acquired large tracts of land in Man- 
chester and on them erected tene- 
ments for its people which are rented 
at very reasonable rates. These ten- 
ements, which occupy an extent of 
land aggregating not less than forty 
acres, are sanitary, well ventilated 
houses with modern improvements 
and are so designed as to offer almost 
as much privacy as cottage homes. 

A strong indication of the Amos- 
keag Manufacturing Company's de- 
sire to permanently cement the 
interests of its employes to the com- 
pany, is the offering to hold for any 
person in its employ, from one to 
twenty shares of preferred stock, to 
be taken up in semi-monthly pay- 
ments from their wages or by cash 
payments as the purchaser may 
prefer. Other manufacturing com- 
panies in America are following this 
plan. 

In the earl} 7, days of the company's 
activity, the hours of work were 
fourteen out of the twenty-four hours 
of each day, and during the winter it 
was necessary to work by artificial 
light for more than one third of the 
working day. In spite of the long 
hours of labor, the wages were exceed- 
ingly meagre as compared with pres- 
ent day standards, but living was 
simpler and less costly in those days, 
so that the wage scale could compare 
favorably with the cost of living. 
However, the hours of labor have 
oeen gradually shortened until the 
present schedule of fifty-five hours a 
week was adopted in January, 1914, 
and wages have been proportionally 
increased so that now the highest 
wages for the class of work are paid 
by the Amoskeag Company. 

A feature which this most credit- 



able corporation has established for 
the welfare of its employes is the 
hospital department, equipped to 
take care of all minor accidents, and 
having a competent surgeon and a 
trained nurse always in attendance. 
Further than this, two trained nurses 
are engaged to care for the sick in 
the families of employes without 
any expense to them. Free dental 
service is provided employes' children 
under the age of sixteen years, and the 
maintenance of over one hundred first 
aid stations throughout the immense 
manufacturing plant assures proper 
attention to every injury, however 
slight. 

In 1911, one of the most notable 
and far-reaching efforts of the com- 
pany in behalf of its workers resulted 
in the formation of the Textile Club. 
This club was successful from its in- 
ception and became so popular that 
in June, 1912, when it had a member- 
ship of over four hundred, it was in- 
corporated, in order that it might 
depend entirely on its own efforts 
and strength. In December, 1912, 
the control of Varick Park was secured 
by the club for athletic use and the 
park was renamed "Textile Field." 
In the spring of 1913, elaborate 
alterations and improvements were 
made in the grounds; a large grand- 
stand of steel and brick and two new 
bleachers were built, making one of 
the best athletic parks in New Eng- 
land and one unique in its ownership 
and management. An enthusiastic 
crowd of fourteen thousand people 
witnessed the dedication of this field 
on September 8, 1913. 

One of the principal objects for the 
establishment of the Textile Club was 
the promotion of efficiency through 
education, hence that branch of the 
club known as the Textile School, 
which is an offer from the Amoskeag 
Manufacturing Company to assist 
any young man in its employ who so 
desires, to obtain a technical educa- 
tion. A suitable building and in- 
structors are provided for all who 
wish to take courses in textile work, 



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mechanical drawing, mill accounting, 
shorthand or typewriting, and for 
those who elect a textile course, there 
is at hand an equipment of machinery 
and competent engineers to combine 
the theoretical knowledge with the 
practical. The large number who 
have taken advantage of tills free 
education and chance for betterment, 
proves to the company the wisdom of 
its adoption. A very effective organ- 
ization of Boy Scouts is another 
branch of the work of the Textile 
Club. 

In 1910, the women clerks of the 
Amoskeag Company formed an as- 
sociation which was reorganized in 
1913 and called the Amoskeag 
Woman's Textile Club. This club 
now has a membership of nearly 
five hundred. 

A department of this corporation, 
which varies greatly from the pro- 
cedure of the majority of large corpo- 
rations, is the employment office. 
Here ail workers, in all the different 
branches of the factories, are engaged, 
and all information and assistance 
provided families seeking homes and 
means of livelihood. 

The Amoskeag Company has al- 
ways been the hearty cooperator of 
the State in seeking to exclude child 
labor from mills; and with their fur- 
ther welfare in mind, has established 
a splendid playground and gardens 
for children whose elders are in the 
employ of the company. A tract 
of land measuring several acres is 
divided into garden plots, which are 
planted and tended by the children 
under the guidance of an expert 
gardener; and, as a stimulus to this 
most desirable out-of-door activity, 
prizes are offered for the best products 
from these gardens. It is interesting 
to note that an average of less than 
30 persons under sixteen years of age 
are numbered among the 15,000 opera- 
tives. 

The children's playground prob- 
ably has attracted more attention 
and called forth more well-deserved 
commendation than any other one 



thing this excellent corporation has 
done for its employes, situated as it is 
in full view of every railroad train 
going or coming north of Manchester. 
A plot of land one hundred feet wide 
and nearly five hundred feet long, 
enclosed by an iron fence as orna- 
mental as it is practical, contains a 
full equipment of modern gymnastic 
apparatus, swings, chutes, see-saws 
and other devices for safe enjoyment. 
There is a running track, a baseball 
diamond and a football field. For 
the tiny children , there is a shelter 
house, with baby swings and a wading 
pool. Free band concerts given here 
during the summer months prove 
another source of attraction to this 
justly popular place. A part of the 
field is flooded in winter to afford 
excellent skating in perfect safety. A 
competent caretaker is always in 
charge of the grounds. 

One of the most important plans 
in the policy of the Amoskeag Manu- 
facturing Company, from which not 
only the company and its employes 
but all Manchester has reaped the 
benefits, is the selling of small lots 
of land at moderate cost to people of 
small means, and the assistance of 
the company in obtaining loans from 
local banks to such purchasers of 
land for the purpose of building 
modest homes on these lots. All 
classes of workers have bought com- 
pany land, have borrowed money, 
have built homes, and today are 
property owners and taxpayers be- 
cause they were safeguarded in their 
ventures by the interest the great 
manufacturing company had in their 
welfare. This one plan has been 
the greatest factor for stability in the 
population of the city by making these 
people part and parcel of the city 
itself. 

The latest feature of this land 
policy and one only a few years old, 
is the plan of giving to employes who 
have worked for the Amoskeag Com- 
pany a specified number of years, a 
lot of land absolutely free upon which 
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ing on these free lots which are 
located in West Manchester, is re- 
stricted to family houses, and spec- 
ulation made impossible. Bank loans 
are arranged with the support of the 
company, and payments are made on 
a basis no more burdensome than 
paying rent. Already a considerable 
number of the eligible employes have 
taken up this otter and have built or 
are building their homes. This 
home-building policy of the Amoskeag 
Manufacturing Company is proof 
conclusive of the common interests 
on the city and the corporation in this 
great industry, the largest cloth- 
making company in the world and 
one of the largest manufacturing 
concerns of any nature in the world. 

The officials of the company at 
present residing in Manchester are 
as follows : 

Herman F. Straw, agent. 

William Parker Straw, superintendent. 

Perry H. Dow, superintendent of land and 
water power. 

John W. Rowley, paymaster. 

William K. Robbins, superintendent of 
dyeing. 



John C. Marshall, superintendent of 
worsted manufacture. 

HowardI.Russell,superinteiident of carding. 

Winthrop Parker, superintendent of spin- 
ning. 

Forrester E. Jewett, superintendent of 
dressing. 

C. Maurice Baker, superintendent of 
weaving. 

Ralph S. Xelson, superintendent of cloth 
finishing. 

Alfred K. Hobbs, claim agent. 

Alphonso H. Sanborn, chief draughtsman. 

Frank L. Clarke, chief electrical engineer. 

Herman E. Thompson, superintendent of 
mechanical department. 

Walter G. Diman, superintendent of steam 
power department. 

Arthur O. Roberts, assistant superintendent 
of worsted manufacture. 

Albert Merrill, assistant electrical engineer. 

Miles It. Moffat, assistant superintendent 
of dyeing. 

Fred M. Caswell, in charge of accounting 
office. 

William C. Swallow, in charge of employ- 
ment department. 

Henry W. Allen, civil engineer. 

Fred Johnson, purchasing agent. 

John M. Kendall, assistant superintendent 
of power department. 

Clinton I. Dow, assistant superintendent 
of land and water power. 

Israel E. Boucher, in charge of local sales 
department. 



THE F. M. HOYT COMPANY 



Manchester is justly proud of her 
manufacturers, those concerns whose 
enterprise and sagacity help to make 
Manchester a city of progress and 
prosperity, and whose campaigns of 
advertising bring not onty their own 
manufactured goods, but Manchester 
as a city, before the eyes of the world. 
Not one of the least of concerns of 
this order is the F. M. Hoyt Company, 
makers of the Beacon Shoes. 

The story of the evolution of the 
Hoyt Company is the familiar story 
of the vigorous, industrious and 
ambitious young American who makes 
the most humble beginning, but by 
striving always towards one ideal, 
achieves the desired success. The 
founder of this firm, Mr. F. M. Hoyt, 
began making shoes in 1880, in a 
small factory in Haverhill, Mass. 
But the shoes he made found readv 



sale because of their sound materials 
and thorough workmanship, so that 
in 1884 Mr. Hoyt built a factory in 
Raymond, New Hampshire, with a 
capacity of 1,200 pairs of shoes a 
day. Here his business continued 
to prosper, but fire destroying the 
Raymond property in 1892, it was 
then that Mr. Hoyt decided to come 
to the flourishing city of Manchester. 
A local land company built the first 
factory building for the Hoyt Com- 
pany, which now incorporated with a 
capital of §50,000. This factory had 
a capacity of 2,400 pairs of McKay 
shoes a day. At this time, about 
three hundred people found employ- 
ment in the manufacture of these 
shoes, the jobbing trade taking the 
entire output. 

The growth of this company may 
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capitalization has increased from 
$50,000 to $750,000.' From three 
hundred the force of workmen em- 
ployed has grown to fourteen hundred. 
The present factory has a daily out- 
put of 9,600 pairs of shoes, and the 
large new factory, now in the process 
of erection, when completed, will 
increase this capacity to 12,000 pairs 
of shoes a day. 

From the beginning of manufacture 
by this company, the entire product 
was sold to the wholesale trade, 
but in 1902 a radical change was 
instituted in the selling policy and a 
force of twenty salesmen was en- 
gaged to sell direct to the retail trade 
throughout the United States. The 
force of traveling salesmen has since 
doubled, a staff of forty men now 
being on the road forty weeks out 
of the fifty-two weeks of each year. 

The weekly payroll of the Hoyt 
Company now totals more than $20,- 
000, and the annual production of 
the factories is sold for more than 
$4,000,000. The factories are now 
working at their fullest capacity, and 
work on the new building, Factory 
No. 4, is being rushed as rapidly as 
possible. This new building will 
make a total floor space of 180,000 
square feet devoted to the manufac- 
ture of one brand of shoes. 

Mr. P. M. Hoyt, the founder of the 
company, died in 1903 and Mr. Hovey 
E. Slayton succeeded him as president 
of the company. In 1904, the firm 
determined to name their product 
and it was . then that the Beacon 
Shoe came into existence. A cam- 
paign of advertising was instituted 
which has been carried out and 
enlarged upon until now the company 
spends $100,000 a year for publicity. 
The result of this intensive adver- 
tising has made the Beacon Shoe 
leader in America, and its Lighthouse 



trade-mark familiar throughout the 
United States and even abroad. It 
is a significant fact that the greatest 
growth of this company dates from 
the first advertising of this shoe 
with a name. 

The F. M. Hoyt Shoe Company 
makes only men's and boys' shoes. 
Unlike most American shoe manu- 
facturers, this company has never 
made army shoes or shoes for women. 
In fact until 1914 the product of the 
company was a better grade of men's 
shoes only, but logically reasoning 
that if a boy is satisfied with a certain 
shoe, he will purchase the same brand 
of shoe when he becomes a man, the 
making of shoes for boys was in- 
augurated with excellent success. 
All the shoes made by this company 
now are Goodyear welt shoes ex- 
clusively, in contrast to the McKay 
stitched goods, which were formerly 
made. 

B} r far the greater bulk of Beacon 
shoes are sold in the United States, 
but shoes of this manufacture are 
exported to almost every civilized 
country. Today nearly every shoe 
manufacturer in this country is busily 
engaged in the manufacture of war 
orders, but the Hoyt firm has all it can 
do to handle the great demand made 
on it for civilian footwear. Today 
the factory is running at full capacity 
and it is keeping abreast of its orders 
with difficulty. In fact so pressed is 
the concern that it will be absolutely 
impossible to take on any new orders 
this summer and the salesmen have 
been made aware of this fact. 

The present officers of the company 
are: Hovey E. Slayton, president and 
treasurer; T. E. Cunningham, vice- 
president; O. J. Hutton, secretary; 
and these three, and Mrs. L. H. 
Slayton and A. B. Jenks, constitute 
the board of directors. 



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S. A. FELTON & SON COMPANY 



The S. A. Felt on & Son Company 
of Manchester is the largest manu- 
facturing house of power brushes in 
the world, and at the same time one of 
the city's oldest industries. Founded 
in the early SG's by S. A. Felt on, the 
original product of this firm was de- 
voted entirely to the shoe industry. 
As an -old shoe manufacturer Mr. Fel- 
ton realized the expense and com- 
parative inefficiency of hand finish- 
ing of shoes, and, realizing the pos- 
sibilities of power shoe finishing, he 



tory. It is an item of interest that 
today this company supplies over 
90 per cent of all the brushes used 
by shoe factories in America, and 
at least 50 per cent of those used in 
foreign countries. When one realizes 
that American methods of making 
and finishing shoes are now in use in 
nearly every country in the world, 
it will be readily seen that the sun 
never 'sets on this product of Man- 
chester. 

The brush business was first located 



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gave much time and thought to what 
was later to be his life work. Nat- 
urally many other ideas along the line 
of the modern power shoe brush were 
suggested but few of these survived 
more than a few years, while Felton 
shoe brushes have had a reputation 
second to none in this country. 

It was but a few years after the 
beginning of the S. A. Felton & Son 
Company that the Felton or Cli- 
max brushes, which trade-mark was 
adopted by this company, began to be 
a recognized fixture in every shoe fac- 



in the S. C. Forsaith Machine Build- 
ing, on Franklin Street, near the 
depot, and remained there for several 
years. About a half-dozen employes 
worked there, altogether, and during 
that period the output of the business 
was devoted entirely to the shoe 
trade. About this time the manu- 
facturing industries of the country 
were undergoing a revolution and 
the idea of a power brush as a labor 
saver and a necessity for good work 
was beginning to be better known in 
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come in for new kinds of brushes, 
and large machines included in their 
equipment brushes of some style or 
other, this company was one of the 
first to enter the new field. From 
the shoe industry it was but "a step 
to the cotton and woolen mills, and 
before the business had been going a 
few years, a complete line of brushes 
for these industries was being manu- 
factured. As the business increased, 
more room was necessary for addi- 
tional help and improved machinery, 
which was installed, and in 1S90 the 
company moved to West Brook 
Street, where in the Manchester 
Traction, Light & Power Compan} r 
Building, the second floor was used 
as a work shop. Meanwhile several 
other brush manufacturing houses, 
started along similar lines, had ad- 
vanced in their respective fields. 
The Quinby Brush Company of Bos- 
ton made a specialty of power brushes 
for metal manufacturers, while the 
Farnham Brush Company of Hones- 
dale, Pennsylvania, had worked up a 
large power brush trade among the 
glass manufacturers and had also 
interested some shoe factories in its 
product. With three such large in- 
dustries working along different lines, 
but on the same principles, it was 
quite evident that competition was 
bound to occur. 

The S. A. Felton & Son Company 
soon began the manufacture of wire 
scratch brushes, and at the same time 
originated some improvements for 
brushes for the cut glass trade. In 
1895 it was found necessary to open an 
office in Boston where a small stock 
of shoe brushes was carried for the 
convenience of those shoe manu- 
facturers of Lynn, Brockton and 



neighboring cities who were accus- 
tomed to come into Boston weekly. 
Just previous to 1S95 the Quinby 
Brush Company was acquired by 
purchase, and for a year or two was 
run under the direction of the Felton 
Company in Boston, .but, finding 
this method unsatisfactory, the entire 
business was moved to Manchester 
and incorporated as part of the main 
company. 

In 1905 the United Shoe Machinery 
Company of Boston were appointed 
the exclusive selling agents for the 
shoe brushes manufactured by the 
Felton Company which position they 
have since held. Shortly after this 
the Farnham Brush Company turned 
over its business to the S. A. Felton 
& Son Company and as in the case 
of the Quinby Brush Company, the 
machinery and equipment was trans- 
ferred to Manchester to the factory. 
During all this time the business had 
grown to such an extent that more 
floor space was required and during 
the period between 1900 and 1910 the 
third floor and finally the ground floor 
of the building were taken over. In 
the fall of 1913 work was begun on an 
addition, as the installation of new 
machinery required more room, and 
in 1914 the company moved into its 
present quarters. 

From the above sketch it will be 
seen that from a small beginning and 
comparative obscurity, a world-wide 
industry has been built up in Man- 
chester, which fact is doubtless un- 
known to many who live here. The 
business is today recognized as the 
largest manufacturer of power brushes 
in the world and at the same time the 
largest user of power brush material 
in America. 



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THE BUSINESS SECTION OF MANCHESTER 



It was nearly a century after the 
first settlers had arrived at Amnios- 
ceeg Falls, in 1733, and sixty years 
after the governor had granted a 
charter to the town of Derryfield, on 
September 3, 1751, that Judge Samuel 
Blodgett, standing on the bank of his 
famous canal, looked about him and 
remarked, "Here is the spot where 
some day will be located the Manches- 
ter of America.'' This oft-repeated 
expression of Derryfield's most en- 
ergetic citizen pleased his fellow 
townsmen, and on March 13, 1S10, 
a little over two years after the death 
of Judge Blodgett, the town voted to 
petition the legislature for permission 
to have "the name of the town of 
Derryfield altered to Manchester." 
Permission was immediately granted 
and thus Manchester, New Hamp- 
shire, was born, a thriving town of 
six hundred and fifteen souls; a 
community the population of which 
had increased fifty-eight during the 
preceding ten years. In 1838 the 
streets, parks and commons, of the 
present city of "Manchester, were 
laid out, on the east bank of the river, 
by the Amoskeag Manufacturing 
Company, and since that time the 
progress of the "Manchester of Amer- 
ica" has been incredibly rapid. 

Today it is the pride of the Granite 
State, as far as the cities of this com- 
monwealth are concerned, for Man- 
chester is a prosperous, energetic 
community, with a population of 
over 80,000. The commercial, man- 
ufacturing and educational advan- 
tages sre unsurpassed. It is the 
industrial center of northern New 
England. The climate of the city 
is most healthful, its supply of pure 
water is inexhaustible and its system 
of public schools ranks high. The 
city's beautiful parks and commons 
.are a source of pride to the citizens; 
the fire and police protection is near 
perfect; the streets are well kept and 
better lighted, while the tax rate is 



unusually low. Manchester's stores 
are the finest in the State, its banks 
have assets of over forty millions and 
the city is well governed and free 
from labor disturbances. 

As a rule the business section of a 
city is a barometer which seldom fails 
to register accurately the actual 
worth of a municipality. For this 
reason it becomes an all important 
and interesting part, of the city, not 
only from the standpoint of the casual 
observer, but also from the point 
of view of the most public-spirited 
citizens. Every citizen has a common 
interest in the business section of a 
city, for here all meet to transact 
business in everyday life. If holi- 
days are marked by celebrations, 
they are usually held in the business 
section, and pageants of all kinds, 
martial, funeral, religious and civic, 
occur here. 

In Manchester it was through Elm 
Street that the native sons marched 
away to war in the early "sixties.' 7 
Again in 1898 the pavement of this 
historic thoroughfare echoed to the 
tread of the men who answered their 
country's call at the time of the 
Spanish-American war. But a few 
days ago the khaki-clad sons of the 
Queen City marched away in answer 
to President Wilson's call for troops in 
event of a war with Mexico. Thus, 
for business reasons and for reasons of 
sentiment, the "down-town" section 
of Manchester is important. 

Manchester need have no fear that 
one could obtain an inconsequential 
opinion of the city from either a, 
casual observation, or close exami- 
nation, of its business section. As one 
turns on to Elm Street from the rail- 
road station, busy, broad Elm Street, 
with its arches of lights, double track 
electric car line and smooth asphalt 
pavement, stretches away for miles 
in either direction. Flanked by sub- 
stantial, brick business blocks and 
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usually filled with traffic and pedes- 
trians, could not fail to give one a 
fine impression of the Queen City. 
If one glances north his eyes will 
immediately catch sight of the tower- 
ing home of the Amoskeag bank just 
beyond the shining white marble 
front of the Merchant's Bank build- 
ing, even more recently erected. 

The present business section of 
Manchester was laid out by engineers 
in the employ of the Amoskeag 
Manufacturing Company early in the 
year 1838. The principal street par- 
allelled the river, and was laid out so 
wide that the townspeople wanted to 
call it Broadway. However it re- 
ceived the name of Elm Street be- 
cause a hugh elm tree was allowed to 
remain in ' the center of the street 
near a point which is now the head of 
Spring Street. Afterwards lines of 
elm trees were planted along both 
sides of this main thoroughfare. 
Other streets, now contained in the 
business section, were laid out and 
graded, two tracts, now called Con- 
cord and Merrimack Squares, being 
reserved for public parks. After the 
streets of the proposed city were laid 
out, the Amoskeag Company ad- 
vertised a land sale, one of the con- 
ditions of the sale being that all 
buildings on the west side of Elm 
Street should be built of either brick 
or stone and slated. Today one 
square foot of the land is worth 
more than whole lots sold for at 
that time. 

The first business blocks, erected 
early in 1839, were two-story wooden 
structures, the first floors being used 
for stores and the second for tene- 
ments. One of the first substantial 
buildings in Manchester was erected 
in 1841, at the corner of Elm and 
Market streets. It was of brick 
with stone trimmings and a frontage 
of ninety feet on the main thorough- 
fare, and was used as a townhouse. 
A few years previous to this time the 
directors of the Amoskeag Company 
had caused to be erected at the north- 
east corner of Elm and Merrimack 



streets a brick building suitable for 
use as a tavern and in 1 840 Mr. Wil- 
liam Shepard took possession of the 
hotel and as "Shepard' s Tavern" it 
was famous for years. At that period 
in the development of the city, the 
business section of Manchester ex- 
tended from Shepard's Tavern to 
Lowell Street, with quite a few vacant 
lots to mark the frontage of business 
blocks. 

Since that time the growth of 
Manchester's business section, and 
its development along lines of modern 
city progress, has not only been steady, 
but it has been exeedingly rapid. 
Old landmarks have been demolished, 
and in their place have arisen new 
and modern structures. Business 
streets have been repaved, new side- 
walks constructed and old-fashioned 
methods of street lighting replaced 
with new and up-to-date systems. 
High pressure hydrants have been 
installed, unsightly poles used to 
carry electric, telephone and tele- 
graph wires have been done away 
with in so far as possible and today 
the business section of the Queen 
City is thoroughly modern. 

In January, 1914, practically the 
entire business section included be- 
tween Manchester and Hanover 
streets on the east side of Elm Street 
was wiped out by a great fire. Now 
there are erected on the site three of 
the finest business blocks which grace 
any New England city, the Amoskeag 
Bank building, Barton's store and the 
Merchants' Bank building. These 
three structures are modern in every 
detail and can only reflect the highest 
credit on the city. Indeed they can 
be termed one of Manchester's finest 
business assets, for this block of 
thoroughly modern business structures 
has become one of the chief points of 
interest in the town. 

Manchester, in the comparatively 
short space of three score years and 
ten, has achieved wonderful progress, 
not only in the physical changes and 
growth of its business section, but 
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other manufacturing centers, its pop- 
ulation is necessarily cosmopolitan 
in the extreme and men of all nation- 
alities and creeds are thrown into 
daily contact with each other in the 
transaction of business, yet nothing 



operation which exists among the 
useful citizens who conduct the busi- 
ness affairs of this New Hampshire 
metropolis. Among these men are 
some who were broad enough to see 
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but the heartiest cooperation is evi- 
dent in all phases of business activity 
which affect the welfare of the city as 
a whole. The Manchester Publicity 
Association, with its ever widening 
scope of usefulness, is material proof 
of the spirit of helpfulness and eo- 



as this to the city of which they are 
a part, as well as to the State. Fol- 
lowing are sketches of a few of these 
business men of Manchester, while 
many others are represented in the 
advertising pages of this issue of the 
Granite Monthly. 



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THE AMOSKEAG BANKS 



Prominent as one of the most 
dignified, modern and convenient 
bank buildings in New England, 
stands the new home of the Amoskeag 
Savings Bank and the Amoskeag Na- 
tional Bank. Tins building is fittingly 
located at Elm and Hanover streets, 
a corner which is the busiest in the 
State. 

The building, of steel frame con- 
struction, is of Indiana limestone, ten 



artistic. A small room equipped and 
furnished exclusively for the use of 
ladies, and a second similar room 
provided for the private use of cus- 
tomers are among other special con- 
veniences which the banks provide, 
and indeed no expense has been 
spared to make the facilities for 
transacting a banking business ade- 
quate in every way. 

The vaults, which are ample in size 



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stories in height, the basement, main 
and mezzanine floors being wholly oc- 
cupied by the banks. The main 
banking room is lofty, handsome, and 
spacious, with a most inviting aspect. 
The banking rooms are finished in 
Italian marble and are well lighted 
from large mullioned windows which 
give uniform and ample light, and the 
bronze grill surmounting the counters, 
designed and cast especially for this 
room, is particularly graceful and 



to contain some 4,000 individual 
safes besides the chests for the use of 
the banks, have been so designed and 
equipped as to make the safety of their 
contents beyond question. Besides 
the main vault there is a storage vault 
apart from the main vault and so 
fitted that it is convenient for the 
reception of boxes and other articles 
of , bulk. After passing the pro- 
tective grill and entering the vault 
apartments, these two vaults are 



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accessible to customers of the banks, 
while two book vaults and a second 
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bank, receiving a new charter from 
the federal government, and five 
years later increased its capital to 
$200,000, at which amount it remains 
today. During these years it has 
gradually increased its surplus and 
profits until they now stand at over 
$400,000, which, together with the 
stockholders' liability, makes a fund 
of over $S00,000, all for the protection 
of its depositors. 

During this period the banks have 
three times outgrown their quarters. 
In 1870 they moved from their original 
location to an office on Elm Street, on 
the site of their present building. In 
1893 these banking rooms, in turn, 
becoming confined, were remodeled 
and enlarged, and then in 1912 the 
erection of their present home was 
begun. 

Both banks feel that their growth 
is largely due to the prominent and 
capable men who have always been as- 
sociated with their management. 
Moody Currier, governor of New 
Hampshire from 1885 to 1887, was 
the first cashier of the Amoskeag 
Bank, and on its conversion into a 



Main Entrance to the Building 

cessible only through the rooms of 
the bank itself. 

The Amoskeag Savings Bank was 
established in 1852, and has enjoyed 
continual prosperity and growth, and 
today its deposits amount to more 
than fifteen millions of dollars, which 
are owned by over 26,000 depositors, 
resident in nearly every city and town 
in the State. The bank points with 
pride to total assets of over $18,000,- 
000, wdiich rank it as one of the 
foremost savings banks in New 
England. 

The Amoskeag National Bank was 
incorporated as a state institution in 
the year 1848, with a capital of $150,- 
000, and occupied rooms on the second 
floor of a building on a side street. 
Two years after its establishment its 
deposits were some nineteen thousand 
dollars. In 1864 it became a national 



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national bank in 1864, became its 
president. The late Henry Chandler 
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Chandler, each for a long period 
occupied the position of treasurer of 
the savings bank, and contributed in 
a very large degree to its prosperity; 
while the late George Byron Chandler, 
at the time of Ins death president of 



the national bank and treasurer of the 
savings bank, was connected with 
these institutions for over fifty years. 
His efficiency and ability as a banker 
are reflected in the growth of the 
banks during his term of office. 



JAMES A. WELLMAN 

Forging to the front ranks of the 
business and civic life of Manchester, 
by perseverance and concentrated 
effort, James A. Wellman has made 
his personality felt in the growth and 
prosperity of his city and state. 

For twenty-one years Mr. Wellman 
has been at the head of the state 
agency of the National Life Insurance 
Company of Montpelier, , Vt., the 
largest general agency in New Hamp- 
shire, and is known as one of the state's 
most successful insurance men. His 
progress has been founded upon the 
unexcelled service which he has given, 
together with the strength and. mu- 
tuality of the National Life, to such an 
extent that in 1915, his agency busi- 
ness in New Hampshire was nearly 
$900,000. 

Through his efforts there are thou- 
sands of National Life policyholders 
and more than eight millions of dol- 
lars of National Life Insurance now 
in force in the Granite- State. Sound 
business principles, the loyalty of his 
organization and the Wellman rep- 
utation for the square deal have 
made the individual and the National 
Life stand for all that is best in life 
insurance. > /■ 

It is most fitting that the com- 
mercial success of James A. Wellman 
should have reached its height in New 
Hampshire. He was born in Cornish, 
this state, on Mav 4, 1S08, the son of 
Albert E. and Emily Dodge (Hall) 
Wellman. His father was a farmer. 
Like many more of the state's older 
families, his ancestors came from Mas- 
sachusetts, deciding to cast their 
fortunes in the sister commonwealth, 
and to be among those instrumental 
in its material development. 

He is a lineal descendant of the 



Puritans, being twelfth in line from 
Governor William Bradford and Elder 
Brewster of Plymouth Colony and 
among his forefathers were men who 
served in the army of the Revolution. 
Mr. Wellman received his early 
education in the schools of Cornish, 
later attending Kimball Union Acad- 
emy at Meriden. He entered Dart- 
mouth and was graduated in the class 



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of 1889. Then he immediately began 
his career in the life insurance busi- 
ness. 

Until 1895 he was special agent of 
the Connecticut Mutual Life In- 
surance Company in Burlington, Vt., 
resigning in that year to accept the 
general agency of the National Life 
Insurance Company in New Hamp- 
shire. He came to Manchester where 
he has since been located, maintaining 



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a suite of offices in the Pembroke 
Building at Elm and Merrimack 
streets. 

Although his commercial duties 
have been exacting, he has found 
time for, and given his attention to, 
the civic affairs of Manchester. He 
is one of the city's strongest boosters, 
and a member of the Manchester 
Publicity Association. He has never 
sought public office, but has interested 
himself in the city's political and 
financial problems. 

His business acumen has been 
recognized in the important positions 
of trust to which he has been chosen. 
He is a member of the board of di- 
rectors of the Manchester National 
Bank, the Manchester Safe Deposit 
and Trust Company and the Morris 
Plan Association. He is president 
also of the Agents' Association of the 
National Life Insurance Company 
and a member of the Executive 
Committee of the National Associa- 
tion of Life Underwriters. 

Fraternally he is prominent in 
Masonic circles, and in addition is 
affiliated with the Derryfield and the 
Country clubs. He is an attendant 
of the Franklin Street Congregational 
Church. 

He was married on June 23, 1898, 
to Miss Florence Vincent of Burling- 
ton, Vt. They have two daughters, the 
Misses Harriet and Dorothy Wellman. 



ALONZO ELLIOTT & COMPANY 
One of the best known investment 
banking houses in northern New 
England is that of Alonzo Elliott and 
Company; the business consisting of 
the purchase and sale of the highest 
grade investment securities. The com- 
pany does business in New Hampshire, 
Vermont, Maine and Massachusetts 
under the management of Mr. 
Herbert A. McElwain, president, 
treasurer and owner. The company's 
offices are located in suites 308, 310, 



312, 314 Beacon Building, 814 Elm 
Street, 

Mr. McElwain was born at Enfield, 
N. H., April 24, 1877, the son of 
James and Ella R. (Gage) McElwain. 
His early education was received in 
the public schools of Enfield and he 
later entered Kimball Union Acad- 
emy at Meriden, N. H., where he grad- 
uated in 1899. In the fall of that 
year he entered Dartmouth College 
with the class of 1903, remaining at 
the Hanover Institution for two years, 
when he left for the purpose of enter- 
ing business. 

In 1901 he went to Springfield, 
Mass., where he was manager of sales- 
men for the Home Correspondence 
School. In 1907 he became connected 
with Alonzo Elliott, investment 
banker and broker, and at the death 
of Mr. Elliott, in 1909, he purchased 
the business and had it incorporated 
under the name of Alonzo Elliott & 
Company. Today there is no house 
in northern New England which is 
more favorably known than Alonzo 
Elliott & Company. 

Mr. McElwain is a Republican in 
politics. He is a member of the 
Derryfield, Calumet and Intervale 
Country clubs of Manchester, and the 
Vesper Country Club of Lowell, Mass. 
His interest in the college at Hanover 
is apparent from his membership in 
the Dartmouth Club of Boston. 

Mr. McElwain was married on 
April 18, 1906, to Dorothy R. Favreau 
of Lebanon, N. H., and their home 
is at 61 Munroe Street. Mr. McEl- 
wain has made an enviable position 
for himself in the investment bank- 
ing business of New Hampshire by 
reason of his knowledge of financial 
matters. He is progressive without 
being a radical, and his honest bus- 
iness methods have brought him 
many friends, in fact the investment 
banking house of Alonzo Elliott and 
Company is a credit to the Queen City 
and to the Granite State. 



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THE JOIIX B. VARICK COMPANY 



The John B. Varick Co. was estab- 
lished in 1845. on the same spot where 
the present Varick Building stands, 
by John P. Adriance, who came to 
Manchester from Poughkeepsie, N. Y. 



officers of the company are Richard 
Varick, president, Charles A. Adams, 
manager,* and Thomas R. Varick, 
treasurer. 

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Elm Street Stores 

In 1849 John B. Varick, a boy of six- 
teen, came to Manchester from 
Poughkeepsie and entered the employ 
of Mr. Adriance. In 1851 Mr. Ad- 
riance sold out the business to Messrs. 
Dennis and Varick. 

In 1855 Mr. Dennis retired and the 
firm became known as Varick, -Storm 
& Co. In 185S Walter Adriance, 
John B. Varick's cousin, purchased 
Mr. Storm's interest and the firm 
again changed names, being now 
known, as John B. Varick & Co. 
In 1860 John B. Varick bought his 
partner out, and became sole owner. 
In 1884 the business was incorporated 
under the name of the John B. Varick 
Co., with John B. Varick, president 




Warehouse No. 1, 
Nuffield Lane 

and treasurer, and Charles A. Adams, 
manager. 

John B. Varick died in 1902, after 
having been actively engaged in the 
same business in the same location for 
over fifty-three years. The present 



Warehouse No. 2, West 
Auburn Street 

means the largest, but, in the opinion 
of many good judges, it is the most 
complete and perfectly appointed 
general hardware establishment to be 
found in the entire United States. 

The company owns the new Varick 
Building, half of the Varick-Sullivan 
Building, Warehouse No. 1, Ware- 
house No. 2, and the Depot Street 
store, the last two named buildings 
being situated directly north of the 
Boston & Maine Freight Depot with 
side tracks running directly to the 
doors where seven cars may be easily 
handled at once. Because of the 
improved construction and modern 
sprinkler equipment insurance rates 
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Depot Street 

rentals to pay, with ideal freight 
conditions and low insurance com- 
bined with the fact that the company 
buys in large quantities on its own 
capital, there is little wonder that 
the company can sell its goods as 
low as any concern on earth. 



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WALTER ,M. LANG 

It is said that true ambition cannot 
and will not be clowned. If this is 
so then Waller M. Lang, one of 
Manchester's leading real estate op- 
erators and insurance men, must 
have been possessed of just that sort 
of stuff, for his career is not only as 
interesting as it is out of the ordinary; 
but it might really be termed spec- 
tacular. From an insignificant and 



he associated himself with the Charles 
A. Hoitt Furniture Company, as a 
traveling salesman. In this line of 
work he distinguished himself by 
working up new lines of trade, never 
before touched by his company, and 
after a few years Mr. Lang estab- 
lished himself in East Manchester as 
a grocer with Lovell Ruiter as a 
partner, who still conducts the busi- 
ness. It was when this partnership 



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obscure position as clerk in the cloth- 
ing house of Cushman and Hardy, 
Mr. Lang has gradually fought his 
way upwards until he now occupies 
a handsome suite of offices on the 
seventh floor of the Amoskeag Build- 
ing, and is looked upon as a leader in 
the business affairs of the city. 

From clerk of the Cushman and' 
Hardy store young Lang worked up 
to the position of manager. When 
the business changed hands in 1892 



was dissolved that Mr. Lang started 
in the real estate and insurance busi- 
ness. 

Here he seemingly found the work 
for which he was best fitted, for his 
business has steadily increased until, 
today, it is second to none in the city. 
Not only does he handle a large 
variety of high class real estate, 
but he also represents the Aetna 
Insurance Company of Hartford, 
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Unlike many other busy men of 
affairs, Mr. Lang has found time to 
interest himself in the political af- 
fairs of the city and state. In 1900 
he sat in the city council as a council- 
man from ward six, and in 1906 he 
represented ward three in the legis- 
lature, where he achieved distinction 
as chairman of the committee on in- 
surance. He is a Progressive in 
politics, and has been a great admirer 
of former President Roosevelt. 

Mr. Lang is most prominent in 
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of the Encampment and Patriarch 
Militant branches of the order. He 
is a member of the Calumet Club 
and, as a member of the White 
Mountain Travelers' Association, 
never misses one of the annual ban- 
quets at Concord. He is a Christian 
Scientist, is married and has one 
daughter. 

In the winter of 1915, Mr. Lang 
leased the residence of Dr. C. W. 
Clement at the corner of Elm and 
.Thayer streets to Harry K. Thaw. 
It was during the enforced stay of that 
noted fugitive in New Hampshire 



that he selected Manchester as his 
winter home. Through this trans- 
action Mr. Lang gained the widest 
publicity and also the firm friendship 
of the Pittsburgh man, who now counts 
Mr. Lang among his closest New 
Hampshire friends. 



ALPHEUS J. PELLETIER 

There are very few architects in the 
country who, at the age of thirty, 
have gained considerable reputation, 
yet Alpheus J. Pelletier has not yet 
passed his thirtieth milestone and is 
very well known in his adopted city 
of Manchester as a competent and 
successful architect. The fact that 
he held the important post of super- 
vising architect during the erection 
of both the New Hampshire Fire 
Insurance Company's beautiful new 
home and the Carpenter Memorial 
Library is sufficient evidence of Mr. 
Pelletier's capabilities. 

The young architect was born in 
Concord, N. H., and received his 
early education there, removing later 
to Nashua, where he graduated from 
Nashua High School. From, the age 
of eleven he had been interested in 
mechanical drawing and house plan- 
ning, so it is not surprising that he 
decided to follow architecture, after 
leaving high school. Providing him- 
self with a living, and working dili- 
gently at his profession at the same 
time, Mr. Pelletier soon became so 
proficient in his chosen line of work 
that he became associated with Wm. 
M. Butterfield, one of the leading 
Manchester architects. While with 
Mr. Butterfield the young man de- 
signed some of the residences of prom- 
inent Manchester people which were 
erected at the North End. 

At the .present time Mr. Pelletier 
has an office in connection with Ed- 
ward L. Tilton at 605, Amoskeag 
Bank Building, where he does a very 
considerable business. 

On April 19, 1915, Mr. Pelletier 
married Ina Mae Anderson at Nashua, 
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and an honorable member of the 
American Society of Architects. Mr. 
Pelletier is a Roman Catholic. Al- 
though busily engaged for the most 
part in his profession, he occasionally 
finds time to engage in his favorite 
recreation of hunting and fishing. 



A. M. CARLTON & SON 
One of the oldest and most success- 
ful real estate firms in Manchester 
is that of A. M. Carlton & Son, lo- 
cated in the Beacon Building. The 
business is very extensive including 
real estate, auctioneering and loans. 
This ever increasing business has been 
established thirty years, and forms 
a landmark in the history of Man- 
chester business. The firm name of 
A. M. Carlton & Son was taken nine 
years ago, when Mr. Carlton was 
assisted in business by his son, Reu- 
ben TV. Carlton. At this time the 
firm was located in the Old Mer- 
chants Exchange Building. The bus- 
iness of H. H. Dustin & Son, of twelve 



A. M. Carlton 



years' standing, was taken over by Mr. 
A. M. Carlton in 1889, and he and his 



son have succeeded in building up a 
well established trade in local and 



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southern New Hampshire real estate 
during this time. 

Reuben W. Carlton has been very 
successful in the insurance business, 
he having been district manager for 
the well known Prudential Insurance 
Company of America, the home office 
of which is in Newark, N. J. Air. 
Carlton's territory consists of all of 
the southern half of New Hampshire. 

Both Mr. Carlton and his son have 
attractive homes in Goffstown, N. H., 
where they reside and conduct a 
branch office of their business. Fra- 
ternally both are members of the 
Odd Fellows, Reuben W. Carlton 
being Past Noble Grand of Webster 
Lodge No. 24, also Past Master of 
Uncanoonuc Grange No. 40, also of 
Goffstown. Both the Carltons are 
strong Republicans and always have 
been. Both are members of the 
Congregational Church of Goffstown, 
Reuben W. acting as its clerk at the 
present time. A. M. Carlton is the 
son of John Carlton making three 
generations of this well known family. 
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N. EL, and is known elsewhere as well 
as in the capital city as one of the 
most active of the state's octogenar- 
ians, having reached the advanced age 
of 97 years. 

The Carlton firm makes a specialty 
of selling farms, suburban homes, and 
timber lands, and they sell a large 
amount of this class of property each 
year. The constant increase of the 
volume of this firm's business is proof 
of its great prosperity. 



WARREN & WARREN 
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progressive firm has already estab- 
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offices are open every evening. The 
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of the great number of varied cases 
which come under the expert super- 
vision of the firm are as modern as 
the equipment of the offices. Al- 
though the firm does high class 
work under the finest possible con- 
ditions, the prices charged are very 
reasonable and for this reason the 
dental parlors of Warren & Warren 
are popular with all classes of Man- 



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Chester citizens, and there is seldom a 
minute of the day that the chairs are 
not all occupied with patients. 

The dental parlors of Warren & 
Warren are centrally located, at the 
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The reception room is large, well 
lighted and furnished with com- 
fortable mission furniture. Opening 
out of the reception room are the two 
operating rooms, each of which con- 
tains two chairs. From the further 
operating room one enters the modern 
laboratory, which is fitted with every 
sort of device for the large amount of 
dental work which the firm does. In 
short Warren & Warren is not only 
the largest dental firm in the state, 
but it is one of the most progressive 
and up-to-date. 



tion of sanitary plumbing and bath- 
room fixtures. 

His first step was to establish and 
equip a strong commercial organiza- 
tion for the distribution of modern 
plumbing fixtures and sanitary goods. 
Once established the business grew 
and flourished, so that various changes 
in the location were made necessary 
until the present warehouse on Canal 
Street was acquired. Every detail 
of the present establishment, embrac- 
ing 30,000 square feet of floor space, 
is up-to-date. An unexcelled loca- 



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THE MANCHESTER SUPPLY 
COMPANY 

The complete and modern home 
of the Manchester Supply Company, 
wholesale dealers in plumbers' sup- 
plies, stands directly in front of the 
Boston and Maine Railroad Station, 
and is a monument to the industry 
and perseverance of the present 
treasurer of the corporation, Mr. 
Edmund F. Higgins. In 1890, Mr. 
Higgins, who had been prominently 
identified with the business activities 
of the city and state, as a member of 
the well known firm of Higgins 
Brothers, furniture dealers, saw the 
opportunity which was being created 
by the demand for absolute sanita- 
tion in the construction and installa- 



tion, wonderful side-track facilities, 
fine offices, spacious sample rooms, a 
complete line of the^ best goods 
obtainable, and a thoroughly modern 
service department all go to make up 
the best establishment for wholesale 
trade in this line that may be found 
in northern New England. . The com- 
pany handles exclusively the high 
class line of the Standard Sanitary 
Manufacturing Company, located in 
Pittsburgh, Pa. 

It may be said that " service first" 
could well be adopted as a slogan by 
this corporation for particular atten- 
tion is paid to the needs and wishes 
of customers. The services of a com- 
petent sanitary engineer and well 
trained salesman are freely provided 



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and the extent of the business makes 
it easy to offer goods at lowest prices 
and to give a liberal discount for 
cash. Cooperation is a watchword 
of the institution and everyone is 
invited to become personally ac- 
quainted with the company, its aims 
and its officials. 



PERKINS NAPHTHA CLEANS- 
ING WORKS 
One of the oldest cleaning and dye- 
ing establishments in the city of 
Manchester is that of the Perkins 
Naphtha Cleansing Company, at 127 
Hanover Street, of which William E. 
Felch is the proprietor. For nearly 
thirty years the doors of this high 
grade establishment have been open 
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that period the business has made 
a host of friends. Mr. Felch has had 
the place for about five years, and 
during that time the business has 
gone forward in leaps and bounds, 
until today it is second to none in 
the Queen City. The latest and 
most approved methods in cleaning 
and dyeing have been adopted, and 
satisfaction is guaranteed to all 
patrons of the establishment, and 
there are many. 

Mr. Felch has two able assistants 
in .his wife and son, both of whom 
take an active interest in conducting 
the affairs of the place. Conveniently 
located, directly opposite the front' 
doors of the Post-office on Hanover] 
Street, there are few residents of 
Manchester who are not personally 



acquainted with the company and 
the high quality of the work which is 
done there. 



HARRY J. DANFORTH 
"Everything for the Sportsman" 
was the house motto selected by 
Harry J. Danforth when he decided 
to enter into the sporting goods 
business two years ago, and since that- 
time his establishment, at 73 Han- 
over Street, has been the headquarters 
for many of the leading hunters, nim- 
rods and autoists of the city and state. 
Seventeen years of experience in 
ordering and disposing of this line of 



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goods has placed him on a par with 
any of the authorities in New Hamp- 
shire. A sportsman himself, in both 
fishing and hunting, he is acquainted 
with the best that there is, and con- 
sequently is in a position to help out 
the novice and suggest to the expe- 
rienced. 

Mr. Danforth was born and brought 
up in the Queen City of the Granite 
State. Sporting goods has always 
been his hobby and for years he 
handled this department in a large 
hardware house. With an abundance 
of experience and grit, he decided to 
strike out for himself and on March 
1, 1914, opened an establishment at 



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73 Hanover Street. His business has 
increased remarkably. during the past 
two years, until today he is prepared 
to serve the sportsman with every 
article in his line. 

While he holds to his motto "Every- 
thing for the Sportsman/' Mr. Dan- 
fort h has added to his stock, auto 
tires and accessories. New goods 
are being constantly ordered and the 
departments are being enlarged with 
the corresponding perfection of new 
sporting goods material. 

Everything from a fish hook to an 



Hampshire is Charles D. Steele, owner 
and founder of the Steele Meat Mar- 
kets, Mr. Steele was born in Peacham, 
Vt., July IS, 1872, the son of Mat- 
thew and Lillian (Calderwood) Steele 
and his education was received in 
TVoodsville, N. H. His business ca- 
reer began in Woodsville twenty-five 
years ago, where he opened a meat 
store. His first change of business 
came when he took over the New 
England store on Amherst Street, and 
from this elates his beginning as an in- 
fluential business man of Manchester. 



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automobile tire may be found in this 
up-to-date store. Its growth has 
been truly wonderful. On March 1, 
1916, Mr. Danforth observed his second 
anniversary. That his third year may 
eclipse both the first and second is his 
earnest desire and with this in mind he 
calls the attention of the sportsmen of 
New Hampshire to his display of goods. 
His motto has been well chosen and 
is fast becoming one of the bywords 
of the state; 'HE very thing for the 
Sportsman." 

STEELE'S MARKET 
The most progressive merchant in 
his particular hue in the state of New 



At the present time Mr. Steele 
conducts three of the finest stores of 
the kind in all Manchester. They 
are located respectively at 776 Elm 
Street. 653 Chestnut Street, and 815 
Chestnut Street. These three stores 
furnish each a fine example of the 
model store of its line. Progressiveness 
and up-to-date methods have been the 
motto of the Steele stores, and that they 
have lived up to this motto is easily pro- 
ven by an inspection of the large line of 
foreign and native merchandise carried 
by them. Another rule of the Steele 
stores is strictly sanitary conditions, 
cleanliness being one of the virtues 
which is cultivated in these markets. 



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Mr. Steele, while very attentive to 
his business, yet finds time to enjoy 
his favorite recreation, motoring. He 
is a Republican, a Mason, Knight 
Templar, Shrine, and Consistory. 
He is a member of the St. Paul's M. E. 
Church, and at present serves on the 
official board of that church. 

In 1S91 Mr. Steele married Millie 
E. Remick, at Woodstock, N. H. 
They have three children. 



PARISEAU'S SHOE STORE 
* To the enterprise and ability of 
Mr. Philias H. Berthiaume, the pres- 
ent manager, is due the growth and 




Philias H. Berthiaume 

steady development of the Pariseau 
Shoe Store, at 675 Elm Street. From 
a small beginning the store has ad- 
vanced, under the keen supervision 
of Mr. Berthiaume, until it is one of 
the recognized leaders in this branch 
of Manchester's mercantile business. 
The energetic and successful mana- 
ger was born in Worcester, Mass., 
September 7, 1878. His early educa- 
tion was received in Canada and he 
afterwards graduated from St. Hya- 



cinth's College, P. Q. In 1890 he 
entered business in Worcester, as a 
reporter on the well known French 
publication U Opinion Publique. In 
1893 he made his first start in the 
boot and shoe business with T. Pari- 
seau. A year afterwards he was made 
manager of the Eagle Branch Shos 
Company at 675 Elm Street, and in 
1907 married Ernestine Pariseau, the 
present proprietor of the business. To 
them twin girls have been born. 

Mr. Berthiaume is a member of the 
Elks and belongs to the Jolliet Club. 
His favorite pastimes are fishing and 
baseball, and when not in his place of 
business he may be found either whip- 
ping a trout brook or on the baseball 
bleachers. 



BROWN'S 

One of the largest stores dealing in 
all kinds of optical goods is "Brown's," 
located at 996 Elm Street and man- 
aged by the proprietor, Mr. Theodore 
W. Brown. The place is fronted by 
a large show window, which is always 
noticeable because of the clever dec- 
orative scheme employed. Enter- 
ing one finds himself in a modern, well 
equipped sales room, where a fine 
line of the best optical goods' is dis- 
played in glass counters and cases. 
In the rear is a commodious examina- 
tion room, fitted with all modern 



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animation of the eye, and in charge 
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The Eastman Kodak line is handled 
exclusively and the developing, print- 
ing and enlarging part of the business 
is done by a thoroughly competent 
photographer. Other optical mer- 
chandise, such as Balopticons, ster- 
eoptieons, field glasses, etc., are 
carried in stock. In the basement is 
the optical shop, fitted with all modern 
machinery for the making of lenses 
and including one of the very few 
surfacing machines in the state. An- 
other section of the basement is fitted 
with every possible convenience for 
the developing, printing and enlarging 
business. All in all the business is 
one of the largest and best in the 
state, due to the progressive methods 
of the proprietor, who is always pleased 
to personally attend to the wants of 
his many patrons. 



THE LINDSEY STUDIO 
No photographer in New Hampshire 
has achieved greater distinction in 
his chosen profession than Charles 
Henry Lindsey, who, in company with 
his son, Ira Frank Lindsey, conducts 
the well known Lindsev Studio at 
936 Elm Street, The character of 
the work turned out at this studio 
reflects the artistic ability of both 
father and son, neither of whom are 
content to sit back and call their 
work "good enough," but are fol- 
lowing closely every new develop- 
ment or idea in their profession, in 
their eager desire to keep fully abreast 
of the times. The result of this con- 
stant study is easily apparent in the 
class of work accomplished. Every 
portrait is made a study and the 
finished photograph from the Liudsey 
Studio can well be termed a fine speci- 
men of photographic art. 

Charles Henry Lindsey first took 
up the study of his profession in the 
studio of Frank 0. Everett, then 
located in the Smith Block, just 
forty-four years ago. He remained 
with the Everett Studio for three 
years and then removed to Concord 
where he became operator for Ben- 



jamin Carr, afterwards purchasing 
the business and conducting it with 
success until the National State 
Capital Bank Building was burned, 
destroying studio and equipment. 
Alter this mishap Mr. Lindsey re- 
turned to Manchester and was as- 
sistant with Stephen Piper until 
1S79, when he went to Nashua and 
opened his own studio. In 1SS2 
he changed location in Nashua and 
opened a new studio where- he re- 
mained until 1S89 when he went to 
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operated for the best known Boston 
photographers. 

In 1894 he came back to Manches- 
ter and equipped a modern studio, 
on the third floor of the Weston 
Block, and here he remained until 
March, 1915, when the sale of the 
building forced him to find new 
quarters. He purchased the old El- 
linwood Studio at 936 Elm Street, the 
oldest studio in Manchester, and is 
there meeting with the same extensive 
high class patronage which he had been 
favored with for so many years when 
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In his son, Ira Frank, Mr. Lindsey 
has a worthy and proficient partner. 
After learning the business with his 
father, the younger Lindsey went to 
Boston as operator in the Armstrong 
Studio of that city. Later he man- 
aged the Oliver Studio in Hartford, 
Conn., and in 1913 came back to 
Manchester to associate with, his 
father as operator and active manager 
of the business. The younger Lind- 
sey is also an enthusiastic student 
of the profession and his progressive 
ideas have proven most helpful to 
his father. 

The studio by no means depends 
upon the Queen City alone for its 
patronage for the work outside of the 
city has grown to such an extent that 



a trade center for those wishing to 
purchase high grade house furnishings 
at reasonable prices. 

The proprietor, Mr. DeMouIpied, 
was born in Cumberland, England, 
on April 7, 1854, the son of the Rev. 
Joseph and Sophia (Ozier) DeMouI- 
pied. His early education was re- 
ceived in the schools of Cumberland, 
after which he was graduated from 
Nicolet College. As a young man he 
removed to this country, and, after 
achieving a number of business suc- 
cesses, located in Manchester in 
March, 1893, instituting his present 
business which has grown remarkably 
in the past decade. 

Mr. DeMouIpied was married on 
January 7, 1875, to Nellie Tyron at 



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it has become necessary to keep a 
business agent in the field the greater 
part of the time. The north country 
and towns on the eastern and west- 
ern borders of the state are repre- 
sented among the many patrons of 
the studio and the high class busi- 
ness principles of the firm, aside 
from its artistic ideals, have cemented 
the friendship of all its patrons. 



DeMOULPIED'S furniture 
STORE 

One of the substantial business 
houses of Manchester is the furniture 
store of which Charles M. DeMouIpied 
is the owner and manager. Located 
at 665-669 Elm Street, nearly op- 
posite the Transfer Station, this 
attractive, modern store has become 



Lowell, Mass., and to them have been 
born two sons and three daughters. 
Mr. DeMouIpied is a member of the St. 
Paul's Methodist Episcopal Church. 



COLE'S DRY CLEANSING CO. 

Cole's Dry Cleansing Company of 
Manchester is known all over the 
Granite State and in many instances 
the fame of the establishment has 
spread across the borders and into the 
adjoining states of Vermont, Maine 
and Massachusetts. The office of the 
company is located at 1173 Elm 
Street, and the works are at 953 
Union Street. In fact the business 
of the company in this State is so large 
that it has been necessary to establish 
branch offices at Nashua and Dover. 

It was seven years ago that Mr. 



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Cole started business and brought the 
first modern machinery for dry cleans- 
ing into the city of Manchester, At 
that time all the methods employed 
by Mr. Cole were strictly modern and 
from this path of up-to-date business 
methods, he has never departed. In 
fact the methods of cleansing employed 
by this company are so reliable and 
efficient that Mr. Cole has saved the 
people of this state many thousands 
of dollars each year he has been in 
business through his ability to ren- 
ovate garments which would have 
had to be discarded a few years, ago, 
on account of their soiled condition. 
Now, no matter whether the article 
be silk, satin or other fine fabric, it 
can be thoroughly cleaned and spots 
of grease or paint removed. 

Mr. Cole says that people would be 
greatly surprised to see the great 
amount of dirt that collects in a suit 
of clothes and further states that it is 
this dirt which oftentimes rots the 
garment out, rather than the wear on 
the same. The life of an ordinary 
suit or garment may be practically 



doubled by keeping it cleaned and 
pressed at the Cole establishment. 
The modern steam presses, used here, 
not only drive the dirt out, but soften 
up the fabric without a chance of 
scorching or burning it, while the 
antiquated flat iron presses the dirt 
in. The great growth of the Cole 
business can be directly attributed to 
the satisfactory results which are 
obtained for every customer. 



THE HEATH STUDIO 

In its present stage of development 
photography must be considered an 
art. At the studio, owned and oper- 
ated by Mrs. Mary E. Heath, at 864 
Elm Street, the artistry of the pro- 
fession has been developed to a point 
which is near perfection. For this 
reason Mrs. Heath numbers among 
her customers the best class of people 
living in the Queen City. Well 
located in the business section, with 
spacious reception rooms, well lighted, 
roomy operating studio and modern 
developing and printing rooms, the 



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work turned out here has demanded 

attention in all parts of New England. 

Mrs. Heath was born in Glenburn, 

Me., and on March 12, 1888, married 



copalianand takes the greatest interest 
in the affairs of city, state and nation. 



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Dubois' tailor shop 

"I don't know how it is 5 but Mr. 
DuBois seems to always have a tip 
in advance on the styles." This is 
the way one satisfied customer spoke, 
of the man who had made his last 
two suits and it, together with his 
progressive business ideas, accounts 
largely for the immense success which 
Mr. DuBois has had since going into 
business for himself at 752 Elm Street 
a little over a year ago. 

Arthur J. DuBois was born only 
twenty-five years ago. When a child 
his parents removed to Manchester 
and it was in the Queen City that he 
received his early education. In 1908 
he entered the tailoring business on 
the selling end and, after a few years, 
had become an expert cutter. In 
1915 he went into business for himself, 
in his present location opposite the 



Mrs. Mary Heath 

John F. Heath, a Boston photog- 
rapher, who later located in Bangor, 
Me., and who had learned his 
business in Manchester, England. 
He had been most successful when, in 
October 1902, he decided to move to 
Manchester. Shortly after her mar- 
riage Mrs. Heath, attracted by the 
artistic side of the business, took her 
place in the studio and learned the 
business thoroughly under the tutel- 
age of her husband. This training 
stood her in good stead for shortly 
after moving to Manchester her 
husband died and since that time she 
has conducted the business with the 
greatest success. She is assisted by 
Mr. Alphonse Godin, an operator of 
great ability. Mrs. Heath is an Epis- 



Arthur J. Du Bois 



Merrimack Common, and has been 
most successful. 

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he has anywhere from six to twelve 
workers busy in his' establishment, 
turning out a line of clothes that can- 
not be excelled for style and "class/' 
He is particularly popular with the 
young trade for he has an almost un- 
canny way of anticipating the trend 
of the styles in advance of their arrival. 



THE PALACE STUDIO 

The only photographer in [Man- 
chester who conducts a studio and 



the business life of the country. Not 
only are still life pictures used 
extensively in the development of all 
manner of business propositions, but 
the popular motion picture has en- 
tered the field and is also a factor in 
this important branch of photography. 
Mr. Belisle never hesitates to accept a 
commission to do commercial work, 
no matter how difficult the subject 
or the conditions under which the 
picture must be made, and it is this 
confidence that makes him successful 



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makes a specialty of commercial work 
is Edward A. Belisle. The Palace Stu- 
dio, at 51 Hanover Street, is owned and 
managed by Mr. Belisle who is rapidly 
developing a large business in portrait 
and group work. He also does high 
class amateur finishing. 

The specialty of this photographer, 
however, is commercial work, and 
it is in this branch of the profession 
that he particularly excels. Com- 
mercial photography has advanced 
far beyond the experimental state, 
and has become firmly established in 



in nearly every instance. Flashlight 
pictures are taken by Mr. Belisle 
with the finest possible results, and he 
is always ready to go out on a job 
whether it be night or day time. 

Mr. Belisle first learned the business 
of photography in the Kimball Studio 
at Concord, N. H., twenty-five years 
ago. He has followed the profession 
intermittently since that time, al- 
though he also engaged in real estate 
business in Washington, D. C, for 
a number of years. It is only a 
comparatively short time ago that 



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Mr. Belisle opened the Palace Studio, 

and, if the business to date indicates 
what is to follow, then he need have 
no fears as to the future. 



LOUIS, THE TAILOR 
There are a large number of tailors 
in [Manchester, but few are better 
known than ''Louis," whose place of 
business is located at 11 Central 
Street. Louis has been in the tailor- 
ing business but a few years, yet in 
this comparatively short time he has 
built up an immense volume of busi- 
ness. He is especially popular with 
the 3'oung trade, for his clothes are 



patterns and colors that would suit 
his fancy. 

In the rear of the stock room is the 
office and fitting room and here also 
Louis has his cutting table, for all 
the suits are cut by the proprietor 
himself and this undoubtedly accounts 
for the success of the business. Louis 
is not only an expert cutter, but he is 
also a shrewd business man, and one 
who realizes full well the value of 
advertising, for there are few better 
advertised places in Manchester than 
the shop of Louis the Tailor. 

Louis' suits are always the very 
latest models, his woolens are the 
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always of the very latest pattern and 
have a degree of "class" that few 
other tailors can put into their 
work. 

His place of business is conveniently 
located, within a few steps of the 
Transfer Station, at the corner of 
Elm and Central streets, and is fronted 
by a large show window where one 
finds the very latest patterns in 
woolens displayed in an artistic 
manner! Inside, one is immediately 
impressed with the great amount 
of stock which is carried. Long 
tables and wall cases are filled with 
woolens of every conceivable color 
and pattern. Even the most fasti- 
dious customer could not look over 
the great stock without finding many 



stock probably the largest in New 
Hampshire. A man can always get a 
perfect fit at Louis' place, no matter 
whether he be tall or short, fat or slim. 
Above all one always finds " right 
prices" and fair, square dealing at 
the shop of Louis. 

The work-room is in the basement, 
and here everything is busy from 
early morning until late at night. A 
large force of tailors are kept employed 
in order to turn out the large number 
of suits that are ordered in the course 
of a week. The machinery used is 
of the latest pattern and everything 
in the work-room is as modern and 
up-to-date as the equipment of the 
stock room, fitting room and office 
on the first floor. 



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THE BIG FOUR, 
The Big 4 Dry Cleaning Estab- 
lishment at 1361 Elm Street has 
become one of the most popular es- 
tablishments of this kind in Manches- 
ter, for the quality of the work al- 
ways insures satisfaction. The store 
is affiliated with the Master Dyers 
and Cleaners' Association which 
means as much in this line of business 



DRY CLEANERS 
as the word ''Sterling" does on silver. 
The Big 4 is equipped with all the 
latest machinery for cleaning and 
dyeing in the most up-to-date and 
accepted manner and the work of 
the company will stand the most mi- 
nute comparison with any other 
similar establishment in the state or 
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No bowling alleys in Manchester are 
more up-to-date or more popular than 
the Hanover Street Bowling Alleys at 



145 Hanover Street. A. M. Bisson, the 

proprietor, also owns and manages the 
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SANBERG'S ICE CREAM 
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of Manchester is C. A. Sanberg, 
at 1362 Elm Street, corner of Dean. 

Mr. Sanberg, the proprietor of the 
place, has been making ice cream 
there for the past twelve years, and 
during the period of time the busi- 
ness has expanded until he whole- 
sales his cream in nearly every part 
of New Hampshire. He takes care 
of a large retail trade, also, in a neat, 
well equipped soda and ice cream 
parlor, where one can also purchase 
high grade candies and cigars. 

The manufacturing establishment 
is in the basement, and here one finds 
also the latest and best sanitary equip- 
ment for the wholesale manufacture 
of all sorts of ices. The method Mr. 
Sanberg employs has enough distinc- 
tion so that Sanberg's ice cream has the 
name of being a little out of the' ordi- 
nary. The proprietor of the business 
is well known in Manchester and has 
a host of friends, all of whom unite in 
declaring Mr. Sanberg an ideal busi- 
ness man and one bound to succeed. 



THE NATIONAL HOTEL 
The new National Hotel on Elm 
Street, nearly opposite the Park Thea- 
tre, is rapidly becoming one of the best 



known of the Queen City hotels under 
the active management of the new 
proprietor, Mr. Albert J. Peloquin. 
The hotel, which was formerly called 
"The City Hotel," has fifty large airy 
rooms, is situated in the center of the 
business district and has a fine dining- 
room attached. 

Mr. Peloquin, the new proprietor 
and manager, is a well known Man- 
chester young man who has been con- 
nected for twenty-two years with the 
retail drug business of the city and for 
several years past has been deputy tax 
collector. He has been in the Na- 
tional Hotel since the first of last May 
and already the business has shown a 
decided increase. 

The proprietor is well known 
throughout New England as an athlete 
and a promoter of various kinds of 
athletic events. He is a member of 
the I. O. O. F. and Forestiers Franco- 
Americains, and is also a member of 
the Joliet Club and Cercle National. 
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MANCHESTER IN A NUT-SHELL 



The following facts concerning Man- 
chester are set forth in a brief, con- 
cise manner in order that one may 
readily obtain interesting and im- 
portant information concerning the 
Queen City of New Hampshire: 
Population 

The population of Manchester in 
1915 was 80,000, an increase of 
10,000 over the population of 1910. 
The population of Hillsborough 
County in 1910 was 126,072. 
Railroads 

Manchester is a railroad center for 
the following lines: Boston & Maine, 
■Concord & Montreal, Concord & 
Portsmouth, Manchester and North 
"Weare, Manchester & Lawrence, Man- 
chester & Milford, Suncook Valley. 
Waterways 

There are no waterways for trans- 
portation, but the Merrimack River, 
which turns more spindles than any 
other river in the world, flows di- 
rectly through the city. The Pis- 
cataquog and Cohas also afford con- 
siderable waterpower. 

Rates and Distances * 

Manchester is 260 miles from New 
York City and 53 miles from Boston. 
The railroad fare to the latter city 
is SI. 26; telephone and telegraph 
•charges, $.25. 

Municipal Improvements 

There are 12 miles of macadam and 
stone block paved streets. 

_ The water supply is owned by the 
-city, and is drawn from Massabesic 
Lake. There are 140 miles of water 
mains. 

There are 98 miles of sewer pipes 
•emptying into the Merrimack River. 

TThe efficient fire department con- 
tains 20 pieces of horse apparatus 
and six motors; 181 men are employed. 

Manchester took second place in the 
1914-1915 competition with New 
England cities for the Clean-up and 
Paint-up prize given to the city show- 
ing the greatest results of week's 
•campaign. The city is famous for 



its cleanliness and lack of dilapidated 
buildings. 

The police department is one of the 
best in New England. 

There are two high schools and 
31 grammar schools, all excellent 
buildings, with a splendid teaching 
staff. At the present time there are 
over 7,000 grammar school and 1,000 
high school pupils. 

There are four hospitals, all efficient. 
Civic Development 

There are 52 churches — all denomi- 
nations. 

There are three daily newspapers — 
the Manchester Union and Leader, 
Mirror and American, L'Avenir Na- 
tional. 

Post-office receipts in 1915 were 
§175,871.77; commercial deposits, 
$58,935,952.53. In 1915, 1,148 build- 
ing permits were issued; there were 
6,730 telephones and 1,359 automo- 
biles. 

Public institutions are as follows: 
Manchester Institute for the study 
of arts and sciences; Carpenter Me- 
morial Public Library, and the State 
Industrial School. 

There are 42J miles of local street 
car system covering every part of the 
city. There are suburban trolley lines 
to all parts of the surrounding country. 

There are 122 social and fraternal 
orders in the city, and 20 labor unions 
and associations. 

Parks and Playgrounds. Number 
of parks: 13. Number of play- 
grounds: 5. 

Economic Conditions 

Retail stores are contained in a 
large central zone and in several 
suburban zones. 

The average insurance rate in the 
business district is SI per year and in 
the residential district $.75 for five 
years. Telephone rates for a busi- 
ness line $51; residence line $30, and 
party line $24 per annum. 

A modern six-room house may be 
rented for $25. 



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Gas sells for SI per thousand feet. 

Electricity rate is from S.OOS to $.12 
per kilowatt hour, depending upon 
the quantity used. There is a 5 
per cent reduction for cash payment. 
Industrial Conditions 

There are four national banks: 
Amoskeag, Merchants, Manchester 
and First. They are all in high class 
financial condition. 

There are three savings banks : Hills- 
borough County, Manchester and 
Merrimack River. 

The leading manufacturing plants 
are: Amoskeag Manufacturing Com- 
pany, 16,000 employes, $165,000 
weekly pay-roll; W. H. McEhvain 
Company, "3,800 employes, $215,000 
monthly pay-roll; S. A. Felton Com- 
pany, 150 employes, $1,500 weekly 
pay-roll; F .M. Hovt Shoe Company, 
1,200 employes, $16,000 weekly pay- 
roll. 

Industries: Box and Lumber Man- 
ufacturers, 7; Carriages, 1; Concrete 
and Cement, 2; Bobbins, Shuttles, 1; 
Hats, 1; Hosiery, 1; Liquors, 2; 
Locomotives, 1; Machinery, 2; 
Brushes, 1; Needles, 2; Paper, 1; 
Printers and Publishers, 3; Shoes, 5; 
Sporting Goods, 1 ; Textile, 4. 

The city is 18 miles from the capital 
city, Concord, 18 miles from Nashua 
and 41 miles from Portsmouth. 

Transportation by steam railroad 
and trolley lines to all of these cities. 
General 

The Manchester tax rate for 1916 
is $1.56 per hundred. There has 
been a general practice in the past to 
exempt new industries from taxation. 

The Amoskeag Manufacturing Com- 
pany has the greatest group of textile 
mills under one management in the 
world, where 15,500 workers reap the 
benefits of the safeguarding of Ameri- 
can industry. Of this number 8,500 
are men and 7,000 are women. The 
Stark Textile Mills employ 1,700 and 
the Elliot Mills 650. 

Manchester is also famous as a 
shoe center. There are seven firms 
and one tannery operating thirteen 
factories in the city. There are 



10,000 shoe operatives at work here 
and the total number of men em- 
ployed by the shoe factories would 
greatly exceed that number as the 
McElwain company alone employs 
8,500 and the F. M. Hoyt Company, 
1,400. There has been but one in- 
stance of labor trouble in fifteen 
years. 

The R. G. Sullivan Cigar factory 
is the largest in the world. 

The Felton Brush Company is the 
largest manufacturing concern of 
power brushes in the world. 

There are many available sites for 
large or small industries and the 
Manchester Publicity Association and 
Chamber of Commerce stands ready 
to advise and assist industries con- 
sidering a location in this city. 
Publicity Association 

The Manchester Publicity Asso- 
ciation and Chamber of Commerce is 
a union of the two organizations which 
are included in its present name. It 
is today the sole commercial associa- 
tion of the city. It possesses all the 
interest and influence formerly in- 
herent in both the others. The first 
organization of the kind was the 
Manchester Board of Trade. This 
changed to the Chamber of Commerce 
in 1911 which existed until the Man- 
chester Publicity Association, which 
organized but three years ago, took 
it over and formed the present Man- 
chester Publicity Association and 
Chamber of Commerce. 

This Association maintains offices 
at 904 and 905 The Amoskeag Bank 
Building, and employs a permanent 
secretary. 

There is a membership of 530 of the 
influential men of the community. 
The organization is at the present 
time broadening into full industrial, 
commercial, civic and agricultural 
lines and expects to do things in 
Manchester. 

Can this Association be of any serv- 
ice to parties in or out of Manches- 
ter and especially to. those consider- 
ing Manchester as a fSf&re home, it 
will be delighted at the opportunity. 



HAPPINESS 



By L. Adelaide Shei 



"Happiness," says Ralph Waldo 
Trine, "is the natural and normal; it 
is one of the concomitants of right- 
eousness, which means living in right 
relation to the laws of our being and 
the laws of the universe about us. 
No clear-thinking man or woman can 
be the apostle of despair. " 

If this is true, wnhappiness must be 
from within, not from without. Sor- 
row, pain and grief, disappointment 
and despair, have their origin only in 
the thought of the sufferer. For hap- 
piness is man's inalienable right. It 
is his heritage. He has but to stretch 
forth his hand and possess himself of 
it. Not the pursuit of happiness then, 
is the concern of man, but the dis- 
covery of the law of happiness. 

Does having one's selfish desires 
gratified constitute happiness? Does 
health, wealth, ease, fame, or love, 
even, make one truly happy? Are 
any of these things creators of joy? 

Nay; rather is it the power to appre- 
ciate and understand blessings that 
bring joyand gladness, deep andlasting, 
in which is embodied true happiness. 

One guest in a country home slept 
in an attic room, where the eastern 
windows were partially shaded by a 
tall, old apple-tree. She was bored, 
unhappy, discontented, although pos- 
sessing youth, health and beauty. 
She joined the family at a late hour in 
the morning, grumbling at the dull- 
ness of country life. She returned to 
the city, dissatisfied with the humble 
path she must follow as a laborer in a 
factory. Nothing would please her. 
She felt that life had somehow cheated 
her. 

Another came and occupied the 
same room. At break of day, on a 
late September morning, she stood by 
the window, and watched the birds 
gathering for their migratory confer- 
ence. A brilliant oriole and two 
robins came first. She imagined that 



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they might be the committee on ways 
and means. The} 7 " chattered, tilted 
and sang, and were soon joined by a 
whole flock of bluebirds. These were 
followed by some wax-wings and a 
pair of wonderfully beautiful scarlet 
tanagers. Back and forth they all 
flew, now here, now gone, singing and 
twittering in the exuberance of their 
joy, although a long and perilous 
journey was before them. 

The apples were just beginning to 
show streaks of red; the leaves were 
still green; and away, beyond the 
orchard, beyond the silver, crooning 
river, and the forest of pine and fir, 
the sun was painting the sky in gold 
and crimson. She saw the blue line 
of the distant mountains, God's altar 
stairs, and her heart was exalted, 
filled with gratitude to the Giver of 
all these blessings. She was no longer 
young; beauty she had never pos- 
sessed; she was simply a working 
woman in the great city; but health 
was hers, the power to see and under- 
stand was hers, and she was happy. 
Within her own soul was the well- 
spring of joy eternal. 

Seek not up and down the world, 
mortal, for happiness. Weary not 
thyself in following the devious paths 
of learning, to find it. Enter, instead, 
into the inner chamber of thy soul, and 
there commune with God and Nature. 

The modest flower that hides in the 
moss at the foot of the giant tree ; the 
singing brook that tumbles down the 
side of the mountain, whose melody no 
man can transfer to written notes; the 
smile of the little, neglected child; the 
kindly, helping hand stretched out to 
one who is struggling up the steep path 
of life; the morsel thou dividest with 
the outcast — in each of these is the 
germ of happiness, that, like the tiny 
seed of the mustard, will grow into a 
great tree, if nurtured in a heart made 
receptive to such divine influences. 



158 The Granite Monthly 

APRIL 

By L. J. H. Frost 

Oh, beautiful but changeful skies of April ! 

Ye bring to our minds a smile and a tear; 
For thus our lives are either brightened or darkened 

By visions of hope or phantoms of fear. 

As fickle ye are as the friendships that greet us, 
In the bright, golden hours of prosperity's day; 

-But when dark adversity's cloud overtakes us 
They spread out their wings and flee far away. 

Yet, beautiful skies, we cannot but love thee, 
For ye tell us that winter has finished his reign; 

And ye whisper of flowers and bright, golden sunshine 
That will gladden our hearts and cheer us again. 

Then welcome, thrice welcome, O beautiful April! 

May our lives be as bright as your sunniest smile; 
Our hearts be as pure as thy own spotless ether, 

And filled with sweet charity, knowing no guile. 



EASTER MORNING 

By Lucy H. Heath 

Out of that first glad Easter dawn 
Came a new and wondrous light — 

The Light of life triumphant 
Over the darkness of night. 

Dark, dark, was that night of sorrow; 

Hope died: there was naught but gloom; 
Jesus said: "It is finished," 

And they laid Him in the tomb. 

Angels rolled away the stone, 

Death fled before His power; 
Forth He came victorious, 

In that early morning hour. 

Halleluj ah ! He is risen ; 

Bow at His feet and adore! 
Life shall triumph over death 

Forever and evermore. 



NEW HAMPSHIRE NECROLOGY 



HOX. FRAXKLTX WORCESTER 
Hon. Franklin Worcester, one of Xew 
Hampshire's best, and best known, citizens, 
native and long-time resident of the town of 
Hollis, died at his home there, March 2, 1910. 
Mr. Worcester was the son of John X. and 
Sarah E. (Holden) Worcester, born October 
27, 1S45. His father was a prominent citizen, 
a member of the executive council, under 
Governors Berry and Hale, and a brother of 
the famous lexicographer, Joseph E. Wor- 
cester. He was educated at Appleton Acad- 
emy, Xew Ipswich, and Dartmouth College, 
graduating from the latter in 1S70. Following 
graduation he studied law, completing the 
two years' course in the Harvard Law 
School in one year, but was finally per- 
suaded to relinquish the profession and en- 
gage in business with his brothers, which he 
did, the firm being known as Worcester 
Brothers, and doing an extensive lumbering, 
furniture, and cooperage business in Hollis, 
and Cambridge, Mass. 

He was always interested in public, polit- 
ical and educational affairs; was for thirty 
years a superintendent of schools or member 
of the board of education in Hollis, repre- 
sented his town in the legislature in 1S77 and 
1878, and his district in the State Senate ten 
years later. He was also active in railroad 
enterprise, and secured and carried out the 
# construction of the Brookline and Pepperell, 
and Brookline and Milford roads. In 1912 he 
was the Republican candidate for Governor 
of Xew Hampshire. He was successful in 
business, amassing a substantial fortune, a 
considerable portion of which he bequeathed 
to various charitable and educational in- 
stitutions. An extended biographical sketch 
of Mr. Worcester appeared in the Granite 
Monthly for February, 1912. 

HORACE P. HALL 

Horace Powers Hall, born in Croydon, 
N. H., August o, 1827, died at Sycamore, 111., 
February 25, 1916. 

He was a son of Daniel and Anna (Powers) 
Hall, educated at Kimball Union Academy, 
Wesleyan and Amherst Colleges, and was for 
a long time a teacher in the West, previous 
to the Civil War, in which he served in an In- 
diana regiment. After the war he resumed 
teaching in Indiana; but in 1867 was chosen 
principal of schools for Sycamore, 111., and, 
two years later, superintendent for Dekalb 
County, in which capacity he served with 
great efficiency for many years. 

He was active in the work of the Methodist 
Church and superintendent of the Sunday 
School. 

He married, in 1856, Helen M. Herrick of 
Marlboro, who survives, with one daughter, 
Eva Reed Hall, of Sycamore. 



HERBERT IXGALLS 

Herbert Ingalis, a well-known fiction writer 
and author of school books, a native of 
Rindge, X. H. } born May 9, 1S34. died in 
Boston, Mass., March 10, 1916. He was a 
clerk in the Treasury Department at Wash- 
ington for several years. From 1S65 to 1S6S 
he was cashier of the Xew York Internal 
Revenue district. He had been treasurer of 
the Xew Bedford division of the old Boston, 
Clinton & Fitchburg Railroad and cashier of 
the Xew Bedford Railway. Later he was 
treasurer of the Framingham & Lowell 
Railroad. He retired from active business 
many years ago to devote himself to literary 
work. 

DR. ROBERT A. BLOOD 

Robert Allen Blood, M. D., born in Xew 
London, X. H., April 30, 1S39, died at Lake 
Sunapee, February' 21, 1916. 

Doctor Blood came of a fighting ancestry,. 
sixteen of the family serving in the Revolu- 
tion and four being killed at Bunker Hill, 
while a great-uncle was killed in the Mexican 
War. He was educated at the Xew London 
Institution, now Colby Academy, and en- 
listed in the Union army at the opening of 
the Civil War, with a cousin who was killed 
at Petersburg. He was a member of Com- 
pany F, Eleventh Xew Hampshire Volun- 
teers, was badly wounded at Frederickburg 
in December, 1862, and mustered out for 
disability the next spring. _ On his return 
he took up his residence in Charlestown,. 
Mass., and attended the Harvard Medical 
School, graduating, M. D., m 1870. He 
practiced for a time in his native town, but 
finally returned to Charlestown and located 
there, attaining a leading rank in his pro- 
fession. 

He entered the militia under Governor 
Greenhalge as medical director on the staff 
of Brigadier-General Bridges with the rank 
of lieutenant-colonel in May, 1895. The 
following year, under Governor Wolcott, he 
was made surgeon-general, which office he 
held under Governor Crane and Governor 
Bates. On March 19, 1904, he resigned to 
take up his medical practice. He practiced 
three years in Brookline, and later became 
surgeon at the Soldiers' Home in Chelsea. 

Doctor Blood was a Mason and an Odd Fel- 
low, a charter member of the Charlestown 
Club, of which he was once president; a 
member of the Massachusetts Medical So- 
ciety, the Society of Medical Observation 
and president of the Association of Military 
Surgeons of the United States, as well as 
surgeon of the Old Guard. 

He is survived by hi3 widow, a son, Robert 
M. Blood, Dartmouth, '06, and a member of 
the staff of the Montreal Star. 



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HON. GEORGE M. BUTTRICK 
George Marshall But trick, born in Rindge, 
N. IL, November 24, 1822, died at Everett, 
Mass., March 2, 1916. 

Mr. Buttrick was long a resident of Barre, 
Mass., where he was extensively engaged in 
the manufacture of palm leaf hats and 
Shaker hoods. He was long chairman of 
selectmen and represented the town in the 
Massachusetts legislature in 1855, and his 
district in the State Senate in 1S69 and 1S70, 
and was the oldest surviving ex-Senator at 
the time of his decease. He was president 
of the Barre Savings Bank and of the National 



Bank, and of the Worcester West Agricul- 
tural Society, during his residence in Barre, 
from which "he removed to Worcester in 1S71, 
later going to Boston as treasurer of the 
Globe Insurance Company, and making his 
residence in Everett, where he was promi- 
nently connected with the First Methodist 
Church. Politically he was a Republican till 
1S71, but afterward acted with the Prohibition 
party. He served on the school board in Ever- 
ett, and as a member of the common council. 
He married Miss Ann L. Stevens of Barre in 
1S44. She died in 1872 and in 1SS0 he married 
Mrs. Emma J. Colcord of East Weymouth. 



EDITOR AND PUBLISHER'S NOTES 



The publisher has no apologies to offer for 
the great delay in bringing out this issue of 
the Granite Monthly, devoted in the main 
to the city of Manchester, and its business 
activities. He is well aware of the fact that 
it is far from being as comprehensive as he had 
hoped and expected to make it, but he rests 
content with the reflection that the fault is 
not his nor that of the representative engaged 
in carrying out the work. The failure, such 
as there is, comes from the fact that the ex- 
pected and largely promised cooperation, on 
the part of many business men of Manchester, 
did not materialize. While some broad- 
minded and public-spirited men, in the pro- 
fessional and business circles of the city, re- 
alized the advantage which would result from 
the publication of such an article as was pro- 
posed, and gave practical aid in its presenta- 
tion, others, who would naturally be expected 
to be no less interested, either refused to give 
the matter consideration at the start or put 
off the same from time to time and finally 
refused to have anything to do with it. There 
are some good men in Manchester — some of 
the best in the State — who not only take 
pride in their own business, but who seek to 
promote the welfare and prosperity of their 
city by setting forth its advantages for the 
consideration of the world at large, and never 
hesitate to contribute practically to that end 
when opportunity offers. There are others — 
and the same is true to some extent in all com- 
munities — whose chief consideration is, when 
any proposition is put up to them — How much 
of immediate profit is there in it for me? And, 
if none is promptly discernible, the matter is 
dismissed at once. If the Manchester matter 
in this number does not make as good a show- 
ing for the city as had been hoped, the respon- 
sibility for the failure is to be charged to men 
of the last mentioned class within its limits. 
To those who rendered practical aid in carry- 
ing out the work, the thanks of the publisher 
are due, and are cordially tendered. 



town of Greenland, observed the 95th anni- 
versary of his birth, quietly at his home, 
April 5. Dr. Robie entered upon his duties 
as pastor at Greenland, February 25, 1S52, 
immediately upon ordination, and has con- 
tinued ever since. He is not only the oldest 
active pastor in the state — and probably in 
the nation — but his has been a longer pastor- 
ate than that of any other clergyman in New 
Hampshire, so far as we have knowledge. 
Dr. Robie was educated at Gorham (Me.) 
Academy, Andover Theological Seminary, 
and the University ■ of Halle, Germany, 
and engaged in teaching several years before 
he commenced preaching. 



The venerable Rev. Edward Robie, D. D., 
pastor of the Congregational Church in the 



The Protestant churches of Peterboro-^- 
Congregational, Methodist, Baptist and Uni- 
tarian — have united in a very commendable 
manifestation of the true spirit of Christian 
fraternity. They are to hold union services, 
once a month, in the different churches al- 
ternately. 

The Massachusetts Legislature has enacted 
a measure, authorizing the appointment by 
the Governor of a commission of five members, 
to present a definite plan for the Pilgrim 
Tercentenary celebration, first proposed by 
the New Hampshire Board of Trade, and 
appropriated $25,000 for the expense of the 
commission in evolving such plan. Governor 
McCall has appointed Maj. T. W. Higginson, 
Galen L. Stone, Frank W. Stearns, Arthur 
Lord and Robert M. Burnett as members of 
the commission. Report is to be made to the 
legislature next January. 

The centennial of the installation of Rev. 
Nathan Lord, who subsequently became 
President of Dartmouth College, as pastor of 
the Congregational Church in Amherst, was 
duly celebrated in the old Amherst church 
on Sunday, May 21, when an historical ad- 
dress was given" by the pastor — Rev. A. W. 
Remington.' Dr. John K. Lord of Hanover, 
a grandson of President Lord, was also a 
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New Series, Vol. XI, No. 6 



A NOBLE CAREER ENDED 

Armenia S. White Passes to the Higher Life 



On the morning of Sunday, May 
7, as the congregation was assembling 
in the nearby church, named in her 
own and her husband's honor, where 
she had been a constant attendant 
since its erection sixty years ago, 
until debarred by physical disabil- 
ity in the recent past, the spirit of 
Armenia S. White, long known as the 
"first lady of the land/' so far as New 
Hampshire is concerned, whatever 
the civil or social rank which others 
may have held, left the "tenement of 
clay," which it had tenanted for 
nearly a century, and passed to its 
reward in the life beyond. 

Strictly speaking, however, this 
expression is far from accurate. The 
great-souled, warm-hearted men and 
women, whose lives are replete with 
the blessedness which accompanies 
noble service, receive large measure 
of reward in the satisfaction which 
comes of the consciousness of duty 
done; and with all her manifold cares, 
labors and responsibilities, Mrs White 
reaped rich reward from day to day, 
not only in this consciousness, but in 
the affectionate regard of hundreds 
of her fellow beings and the profound 
respect of the community at large. 

An extended biographical sketch of 
Mrs. White appeared in the Granite 
Monthly for January, 1910; but 
some reference to the leading facts 
and incidents of her long and event- 
ful life may be regarded as pertinent 
now that her life work is ended by the 
sudden summons which came just 
when she was supposed to be on the 
way to recovery from a severe illness 
of several weeks. 



Mrs. White was born Armenia S. 
Aldrich, daughter of John and Har- 
riet (Smith) Aldrich, in Mendon, 
Mass., November 1, 1817, and was a 
descendant of that George Aldrich, 
who came from England early in the 
seventeenth century and was among 
the first settlers of Milford, Mass. 
His grandson, Moses, was a cele- 
brated Quaker preacher of Smithfield, 
R. I., and the father of Caleb, gener- 
ally known as "Judge" Aldrich, who 
was the grandfather of John, the 
father of Airs. White. 

John Aldrich removed to Bos- 
cawen, N. H., in 1830, when his 
daughter was thirteen years of age. 
There she resided with her parents, 
until her marriage, on the nineteenth 
anniversary of her birth, with Nathan- 
iel White, a native of Lancaster, then 
a young stage driver, twenty-five 
years of age, with whom she made her 
home in Concord, which was ever 
after her place of abode, the residence 
in which her life was mainly spent 
having been first occupied by them in 
1848. It then fronted on School 
Street, but after the opening of Capi- 
tol Street, when the State House was 
remodelled, it was enlarged and im- 
proved and the entrance changed 
to Capitol Street. Here Nathaniel 
White and wife lived throughout his 
wonderfully successful business ca- 
reer, closing with his death, October 
2, 1880; here their family was reared, 
and here Mrs. White remained, man- 
aging throughout the affairs of the 
large estate left in her hands, and 
continuing her interest and efforts 
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benevolent and reform causes and 
enterprises, in which, with her hus- 
band, she had been engaged for many 
years. 

Reared in the simple, trusting 
faith of the Quakers, or "Friends," 
based upon the overflowing love and 
mercy of the Infinite, she naturally 
espoused the cause of Universalism, 
then just commanding the attention 
of thoughtful people in the- commu- 
nity, when making her choice of relig- 
ious affiliation in Concord, and, with 
her husband, was active in the move- 
ment for the organization of a society 
and the establishment of regular 
worship under that name and faith. 
Fully believing as did her husband 
also, in woman's right to active par- 
ticipation in religious as well as civil 
affairs, it was through their influence 
that women were admitted to mem- 
bership in this society — the first in 
Concord to admit them. She was 
soon instrumental in the organiza- 
tion of a woman's auxiliary, known as 
the Ladies' Social Aid Society, work- 
ing in aid of the social and material 
interests of the denomination, of 
which she was chosen president, hold- 
ing that position continually until 
the day of her death, though for the 
last few years debarred, on account 
of physical disability, from' the 
performance of its active duties. 
Throughout her life, working con- 
jointly with her husband, as in other 
worthy causes, till his decease, and 
in her own behalf and in his name 
thereafter, she gave of her time and 
means, labor, care and devotion, for 
the welfare of this church, whose 
house of worship, originally built 
largely through their material con- 
tribution, and more than once re- 
modelled and improved in good part 
at their expense, was named, after 
Mr. White's decease, in their honor — 
the "White Memorial Church." 

But, greatly as she loved this church, 
and the principles of human brother- 
hood under the Divine Fatherhood, 
for which it stands, her activities here 
were by no means limited to the pro- 



motion of its interests, and the care 
of the home over which she presided 
with the quiet dignity and grace of 
the true American woman. Neg- 
lecting no domestic, social or relig- 
ious duty, she was, nevertheless, 
first and foremost among the women 
of the city and state in espousing 
every important cause in the fields of 
reform and philanthropy, and every 
movement in which her heart was 
enlisted, commanded her hearty sup- 
port in time, money and effort. 

To the antislavery cause, with her 
husband, she was long earnestly de- 
voted, and so long as work in its 
interest was called for, it was unspar- 
ingly rendered. The temperance re- 
form movement received no more 
prompt or hearty support in New 
Hampshire than was by them ac- 
corded; and it was largely through 
Mrs. White's instrumentality that the 
New Hampshire Woman's Christian 
Temperance Union was organized, 
of which she was fittingly elected the 
first president, holding the position, 
long in an active and later in an honor- 
ary capacity, to the time of her de- 
parture, and never faltering in her 
devotion to the great cause in whose 
interest it was organized, and for 
which it has so grandly labored. 

Yet, while so earnestly devoted to 
emancipation and temperance, it is 
safe to say that no cause was ever 
closer to her heart, and none so long 
and persistent!}' labored for, as that 
whose object was the enfranchisement 
of her own sex and the elevation of 
woman to the plane of political equal- 
ity with man. She was the pioneer of 
the woman suffrage movement in 
New Hampshire. She was the first 
signer of the call for the first equal 
suffrage convention in the state, 
held in Concord, in December, 18G8, 
called the meeting to order; was 
elected the first president of the New 
Hampshire Woman Suffrage Asso- 
ciation then organized, and held that 
position, either in an active or honor- 
ary capacity, while she lived, and, 
through all this period of nearly fifty 



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years, has been the most consistent 
and persistent advocate of the suffrage 
cause in New Hampshire, giving labor 
and means unsparingly in' its behalf. 
She was a delegate to the American 
Woman Suffrage Association, organ- 
ized at Cleveland, Ohio, immediately 
after the New Hampshire Associa- 
tion was formed, and was vice- 
president of that association for New 
Hampshire many years. Mainly 
through her efforts, heartily supported 
by Mr. White, the state legislature, 



at the head of the list. To scores of 
others she contributed generously 
and regularly; while her individual 
benefactions, her assistance to the 
poor, the unfortunate and distressed 
on every hand, unceasingly contin- 
ued; so that, indeed, her name be- 
came a synonym for all that is kindly 
and compassionate in the human 
heart. 

The last of all that great coterie 
of woman-workers for justice and 
righteousness in our land, including 



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in 1871, made women eligible to serve 
on school committees, and, in 1878, 
granted them the right of school 
suffrage, before any other New Eng- 
land state had accorded them such 
privilege. 

It would be an arduous task to 
enumerate, even, all the public and 
private charities, and benevolent or- 
ganizations in which she was a prime 
mover, and to which she was a con- 
stant and liberal contributor, but 
the New Hampshire Centennial 
Home for the Aged, the Orphans' 
Home at Franklin and the Mercy 
Home at Manchester may be named 



Susan B. Anthony, Elizabeth Cady 
Stanton, Lucy Stone Blackwell, Mary 
A. Livermore, Frances E. Willard, 
Julia Ward Howe and their compeers, 
Armenia S. White has at last joined 
her associates on the "other shore' 7 ; 
but, let us fondly hope and believe, 
her influence for every good cause 
which she espoused, for every noble 
work in which she here engaged, will 
be felt through the years to come, 
until success is attained and victory 
results. 

Finally, it may be said, in all jus- 
tice and~ truthfulness, that, with all 
her labors for the good of others, for 



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the reform of abuses, the elevation of hood — simple in her tastes, quiet and 

her sex, the uplift of the community, unostentatious in manner, kindly and 

the welfare of the state, the nation and courteous to all — the lowliest as well 

humanity at large, she will he remera- as the most exalted — a true wife and 

bered no less as a shining example of mother, and the presiding genius in a 

the best type of American woman- home whose guiding star was Love. 



THE TREE OF HANOVER 

By David Alawen 

In poet-loving Germany, the Fatherland of gem 

In mine, in wit, in mam- a civic law, in stratagem 

Of self-defence, in common sense and architecture stout, — 

I went one day to see a grave that bore a name devout, 

The Lotta of great Goethe's heart, his love and his despair, 

The woman who in simplest task was ever the most fair, ' 

With sane, still mind of motherhood, yet, to her wayward swain 

A gentle monitor, a steadfast friend to meet his pain 

With soothing of angelic hand. In that God's acre i 

Gray, old and steeped in centuries' memorial myrrh, 

We walked, three friends and I. There, in the young May's tender green, 

We came to tomb round which it seemed a mighty force had been 

A solemn husbandman with an imperial disdain. 

In plain drab, solid stone, dust of an aged dame had lain 

Long, storm and battle-riven years. Self-ramparted it seemed, 

That grim, Teutonic stone. The friends of human dust had deemed 

It so, and chiseled proudly on its face: " This grave, far aye, 

Unopened shall remain] 1 ' And human hand in truth did stay 

All violation of the human, tool-cut, curt command. 

But, stronger than a curious wit or self-incited hand, 

Life suddenly displayed a zeal that only life can show, 

For that great force which fears no death smote her supremer blow, 

Force which in soundless might sends newer aeons down through time. 

Through tomb the tempest rived not, rose a w r oodland grace sublime, — 

A young birch trembled in the breeze and wooed the wayward wing, 

Flinging to right and left her charm she sang as poets sing 

When, before inner vail in wisdom rapt, soul's pioneer 

Is all alone and knows his God — no human ear to hear. 

The young boughs drank their sun-pure draughts*while, underneath, the tomb 

Yawned helpless as the dust itself within its rayless gloom. 

We looked, my friends and I, at the mocked words all cracked apart: 

We smiled in unison at man's despised command and art. 

Then one, the judge of future years but fair-haired student there 

Said in his quiet way, "I see how death wakes young'and fair." 

O blue-eyed dreamer, from the grave lips of your sensate youth 

Let the seal rest on God's own resolute, eternal truth. 

Chocorua. 



/G 7. 



SANDERS POINT 

J5?/ J. i¥. Moses 



I wonder how many of the so- 
journers at the Wentworth Hotel, in 
Newcastle, realize the historic impor- 
tance of the land just across the 
bridge. It was called Sanders Point 
as early as 1632, the name at first 
including the peninsula to the north, 
now called Blunt 's Island. For what 
Sanders it was named, we do not 
know. Probably for some pre-Ma- 
sonian squatter, as we do not find the 
name among Mason's men. 

In a letter from London, December 
5, 1632, John Mason and his asso- 
ciates wrote Ambrose Gibbons. "You 
desire to settle yourself upon Sanders 
Point. The adventurers are willing 
to pleasure you not only in this, in 
regard of the good report, they have 
heard of you from tyme to tyme, but 
also, after they have conferred with 
Capt. Neale, they determyne some 
further good towards you for your 
further incouridgement." 

This promise was fulfilled after 
Mason's death by Captain Neale, he 
giving Gibbons "a certain tract of 
land in Piscattaway River called 
Sanders Point, lying between the 
Little Harbor and Sagamore Creek;" 
the amount of land to be the same 
that was given to Henry Jocelyn and 
others on the other side of the river. 
It must have included considerable 
land at the west of Little Harbor bay. 

We have the statement of Belknap 
that Ambrose Gibbons went there. 
Tradition has it that he was buried 
there. He was assistant governor at 
Portsmouth, May 25, 1640, and second 
signer of the grant of the Glebe land. 
In 1641 or 1642 the commissioners 
from Massachusetts, according to 
Belknap, confirmed Francis Williams, 
Thomas Wannerton and Ambrose 
Gibbons governors of Portsmouth, 
they having been continued in office 
by popular election. 

Gibbons, however, before 1640, 



became interested at Oyster River, 
now Durham, where he obtained a 
large grant of land. He removed 
there before 1647, leaving his Sanders 
Point property to the occupancy of 
his son-in-law, Henry Sherburne. 
Sherburne sold one half of Blunt's 
Island in 1666. 

. June 5, 1643, Henry Sherburne was 
commissioned by the General Court 
to keep a ferry and an eating house. 
As this record has sometimes been 
imperfectly quoted, I give an exact 
copy, by an expert. 

"Henry Sherborne ordered by 
Court to keepe a fferry & to have for 
his paynes from the great house to the 
great Hand 2 d And to the Province 
12 d To Rowes 2 d to strawberry 
banck 6 d for one man And if there 
come 2 or more to have 4 d a pes to 
strawberry Banck 8 d a pes to the 
Province & 2 d a pes for all the other 
fferryes And tis further ordered that 
he shall keepe an ordinary at 8 d 
meale 

And this order to continue till the 
generall Court take further order" 
(Deeds 1-14) 

"The great house" of this record 
I take to have been that of Ambrose 
Gibbons. The historians have as- 
sumed that it was the famous first 
house, built by David Thompson at 
Odiorne's Point, which Hubbard dig- 
nified by the name of Mason Hall. 
I followed them in my article in the 
Granite Monthly of July, 1914. 
As I now venture to differ with them, 
I give my reasons. 

The fares must be supposed to have 
been proportionate to the distances. 
The "great house" must have been 
about equally distant from New- 
castle Island and "Rowe's/' which 
was just north of the mouth of Saga- 
more Creek, about three times as far 
from Strawberry Bank, and six times 
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get the United States maps, combin- 
ing the sheets for Dover and York, 
and measure distances. Can you find 
any location that will fulfill these 
conditions other than Sanders Point 
or Blunt's Island? The latter is 
almost exactly equally distant from 
"Rowe's" and Newcastle, three times 
as far from Portsmouth city at Frame 
Point, and six times as far from 
Kittery. 

The " great house," unqualified, 
would have meant the one built by 
Chadbourne, at the corner of Court 
and Water streets. That is impos- 
sible in this case, because the ferry 
was to go to Strawberry Bank, and 
because the distance from that to 
Maine is less than to the other points. 

It was natural that the house at 
Odiorne's Point should have been 
assumed as the starting point. It 
was the first rendez-vons for Mason's 
men, the point of departure from 
which they carried civilization up the 
Piscataqua. *The name ''Rendez- 
vous" clung to it for many decades, 
though the Masonian headquarters 
were at Chadbourne's great house, 
built about 1G31. To me the' fares 
allowed are conclusive against this 
location. The distances from the 
Thompson house to Newcastle, 
Rowe's, Frame Point and Kittery are 
in the proportion of 2, 3, 5 and 8. 

Besides, Henry Sherburne must 
have lived where the ferry started. 
We have no account of his living at 
Odiorne's Point. Wa do know that 
Ambrose Gibbons had Sanders Point, 
and that Henry Sherburne had it 
after him, with a large tract on the 
southwest, where he later lived. 

That Ambrose Gibbons would have 
a house of distinction was inevitable. 
As "assistant governor" he could not 
have been less than police magistrate. 
He had been at the head of a " great 
house" and plantation at Berwick, 
now broken up. Probably some of 
his employes followed him and lived 
with him. Sanders Point had taken 
his fancy, as it lias that of many 
others. It was favorable for com- 



merce and fishing, not for agriculture. 
Doubtless at Durham he realized an 
establishment more to his tastes and 
interests than he could have had in 
Portsmouth. 

We also know that an early road 
ran southwesterly from Sanders Point. 
It is still in existence, subject to gates 
and bars. It was mentioned in a 
deed of January 1, 1667. (Deeds 
3-4a). Have we any earlier mention 
of a road south of Sagamore Creek? 
Should not this have been called the 
Pioneer Road, instead of that to 
Odiorne's Point? I suppose it was 
part of a route of travel as old as the 
ferry. It was mentioned again July 
13, 1774, as "the highway that goes 
to Sandy Beach," meaning Rye. 
(Deeds 3-94a). 

According to tradition the road 
down through Rye Center to North 
Hampton follows an old Indian trail. 
It follows the crest of a low ridge, 
just far enough inland to avoid 
swamps and creeks of obstructive 
size. It was the natural route of 
pioneer travel, and it went to Sanders 
Point, not Odiorne's Point. 

It had a branch around the head of 
Sagamore Creek. There was men- 
tion July 13, 1674, of "the highway 
that goeth to the head of Sagamore 
Creek." (Deeds 3-97a). It joined 
the other road near the head of Sher- 
burne's Creek. 

There was doubtless some travel up 
the coast to Odiorne's Point. But 
that settlement evidently was not 
maintained, after the Masonian aban- 
donment, by any considerable number 
of people. The main building was in 
ruins in 1680. In 1656 it would seem 
as if James Johnson was the only 
inhabitant. March 20^. 1656, it was 
"granted that no man shall take 
mony for ferry age from goodman 
Sherbornes neck to the great Illand 
except Allexand Bacheler, nor from 
goodman Johnson." Johnson was 
the only one thought of that would 
not be accommodated by the ferry 
from Sherburne's neck. 
- Doubtless Portsmouth had other 



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ferries to Newcastle and Kittery by 
this time. As for connection south, 
would there not have been a bridge 
over the dam of the Lane sawmill at 
Moses Island? 

I am satisfied that the first center 
of travel was at Sanders Point, with 
ferries in three directions, roads or 
trails in two, and a .''great house" 
that furnished meals, and probably 
lodgings. 

The grant of the ferry to Batchelder 
was within a year after the death of 
Ambrose Gibbons, who had be- 
queathed his Portsmouth land, not 
to Henry Sherburne, but to Henry's 
son Samuel. Henry immediately be- 
gan buying land. Sept. 25, 1656, he 
bought a tract adjoining or near the 
Gibbons land on the west. Jan. 29, 
1656-7, the town granted him sixty 
acres more adjoining this. Feb. 20, 
1657-S, he bought the Puddington 
farm at the Plains, which the following 
April he transferred to his brother 
John, who probably sold him his 
house and field at the head of Sher- 
burne's Creek. Before 1660 he had 
bought the Langdon and Sloper 
farms, which he deeded later to his 
sons-in-law of those names. 

He seems to have had title to at 
least one half of B hint's Island as 
early as March 26, 1666; as on that 
date he and wife Rebecca deeded 
Mark Hunking, who lived over by the 
old Wentworth House, "the moiety 
or one half of a point or neck of land, 
the whole containing about' three 
acres more or less, which point or 
neck of land is situate and being 
northward of a Cove commonly known 
by the name of Baker's Cove at or 
near unto the entrance of the Little 
Harbor in Piscataqua." (Deeds 6- 
287.) Hunking sold this back to 
Sherburne the next year, but be- 
queathed that j'ear "the marsh to the 
3 acres." 

In this deed "Little Harbor" 
means the more sheltered waters 
north of Little Harbor Bay. Many 
other deeds use the- name not only 
for the bay, but quite as often for 



the channel above. Sept. 24, 1661, 
Thomas Langly sold Robert Mussell 
five acres on a point "near the Little 
Harbor's mouth," it being "between 
the land of Walter Abbott and said 
Mussell.'; (Deeds 2-61b.) Walter 
Abbott lived near the meetinghouse. 
(Deeds 2-93b.) The Little Harbor, 
by these deeds, had its "entrance" at 
Sanders Point, its "mouth" bv Frame 
Point. 

Jan. 1, 1667, Samuel Sherburne sold 
his inheritance from his grandfather 
Gibbons to his father, Henry. The 
same, day Henry deeded his son-in- 
law Tobias Lear land on the south side 
of Sagamore Creek, some distance 
west of Sanders Point. The road 
ran on the southeast side of this tract. 
The second Tobias Lear lived -here. 
A map of his estate may be found in 
the Probate Records. 

Dec. 28, 1668, Henry deeded 
Blunt 's Island in equal parts to Sam- 
uel Sherburne and Tobias Lear. 
Samuel probably lived there for a 
time, as his house there was mentioned 
in 1693. Lear's half of the island was 
owned by his son Tobias as late as 
1719, when it was called land adjoin- 
ing to the Newcastle ferry. 

Jan. 29, 1677-8, Henry Sherburne 
deeded Sanders Point, with twenty- 
six acres adjoining it, to his son John; 
also, to have after his father's decease, 
his homestead farm, bounding east 
on Little Harbor Bay, south on Sher- 
burne's Creek, north on Tobias Lear, 
and west on land he had deeded Sam- 
uel Sherburne, part of which Samuel 
subsequently deeded John. May 29, 
1751, Sanders Point was part of the 
estate of John's son John, and was 
assigned to his daughter Hannah, who 
later married Captain John Blunt. 
See the map in State Papers 33-552, 
which shows the location of the 
Sherburne buildings. 

June 30, 1674, Samuel Sherburne 
obtained the grant of the ferry "in 
Little Harbor from Bacheler's poynt 
to Sanders poynt," the .court allowing 
him "two pence for a single person & 
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from side to side," and enjoining him 
"to make a sufficient- boate for the 
use." (Deeds 5-4.) He died in 
1691. It seems that by 1693 the 
ferry had come to be operated from 
Blunt's Island, instead of from San- 
ders Point, as authorized. This 
change was legalized Dec. 5, 1693. 
See the History of Rye, page 73, where 
the court record is quoted: " Whereas 
the Ferry over to Great Island from 
Sanders Point was granted to Capt. 
Samuel Sherburne, which is not found 
so convenient as where it is now kept, 
where the bridge was made over; the 
Court granted Mrs. Love Sherburne 
the privilege, Provided she keep a 
sufficient Bridge on the piece of 
marsh near their house where it is 
now passable for horse and man." 
The author thinks the bridge that 
was "made over!' was the same as the 
bridge that was "on the piece of 
marsh." To me it would read more 
natural if I could suppose a bridge had 
"been made over to Newcastle, which 
bridge did not then exist, but whose 
abutments were convenient landing 
places for the ferry. However that 
may have been, a bridge was later 
built from Blunt's Island to the point 
opposite, and the route of travel was 
across the piece of marsh between 
Blunt's Island and Sanders Point. 



Since writing the above I have made 
some research on the history of the 
Odiorne's Point peninsula after the 
Masonian abandonment. 

There was a ferrv from Odiorne's 
Point granted Oct. 6, 1649, if I have 
the right understanding of the fol- 
lowing court record, which I give as 
copied by an expert. It is in Deeds, 
Vol. 1, page 67. 

"James Johnson is alowed to have 
to ferrie one man to^dover ii s yf more 
then one then xvi d each and to straw- 
berie banke for one man i s yf more 
then 8 d each and to m r hiltons howse 
for one person i 3 yf more than 8 d each 
and to walfords Islande ii d for one 
•person & to henrye sherbournes i d yf 
more then halfe so much." 



Of the points named, I suppose 
Walford's Island was Great Island, or 
Newcastle, where Thomas Walford 
first settled. Mr. Hilton's house, I 
take to have been that kept by Wil- 
liam Hilton at Kittery Point. See 
Old Kittery pp. 47-49. Henry Sher- 
burne was probably living near the 
mouth of Sherburne's Creek, where he 
was in 1677-8. See N. H. Geneal- 
ogical Record, Vol. 1, page 4, where 
a Portsmouth record is quoted, dated 
March 4, 1646: 

"It was granted that John Sher- 
born should have a houfse lot?] And 
apportenances belonging thereunto 
at the head of [the creek?] betwene 
william Sevy and Henry Sherborn." 

Supposing that James Johnson was 
at the northwest corner of the Odiorne 
Point peninsula, the distances from 
his landing to Henry Sherburne's, 
Newcastle, and Kittery Point would 
be roughly in proportion to the fares 
allowed, also to Strawberry Bank if 
the voyage went around to the " great 
house." Some long haul principle 
must have been applied to the rate to 
Dover, unless Newington would an- 
swer for Dover. 

Was Henry Sherburne living in 
1666 where he was in 1646 and 1678? 
Nov. 15, 1666, Thomas Walford 
directed in his will that he should be 
buried "in the burying place neare 
mr Henry Shirburns." Here was a 
burying place near Henry Sherburne's, 
where others than the Sherburnes 
claimed rights to be buried. Was it 
not here that Ambrose Gibbons was 
buried, rather than at Sanders Point? 
And why not many others? 

James Johnson was mentioned in 
1643 and onward, having lawsuits 
with Valentine Hill, Francis Champer- 
nowne, John Pickering and a Thomas 
Johnson. He may have lived near the 
Rollins Station in -Newington, as he 
acknowledged Oct. 2, 1651, that he 
had "sold unto James Rawlyns his 
house & land upon the longe Reache. " 
He was selectman in 1656, and one of 
the largest subscribers for preaching 
in 1658. He was on Odiorne's Point 



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171 



in 1661, apparently in intimate rela- 
tions with George Wallis, as the land 
committee gave them their land allot- 
ment together. His' son-in-law John 
Odiorne was probably there by that 
time, anil remained there. 

Johnson removed to Great Island 
after deeding George Wallis his home- 
stead, described as follows: "all the 
upland and meadow, salt & fresh at 
Sandy Beach, together with his dwell- 
ing house, boras, stables or other out 
housen, wherein the said James & 
Mary now liveth, situate & being on 
the South West side of the Little 
Harbor in Piscataqua river, aforesaid." 
(Deeds 2-45b.) 

What became of the first house on 
Odiorne's Point, built by David 
Thompson? Did not Joseph Mason, 
kinsman of John Mason and agent for 
his estate, take possession of it in 1652, 
and sell it in 1668 to James Randall? 

Joseph Mason was in London, 
March 3, 1650, at John Mason's house 
where a part of John Mason's will 
was shown him, and he received a 
letter of attorney from Ann Mason, 
John's widow and administratrix, 
commissioning him "to manage her 
estate in New England," "& as well 
for the disposing of all such lands to 
her belonging, " etc. (State Papers 
32-12. Deeds 2-54b.) He was in 
Boston in May, 1652, testifying before 
Governor Endicott. 

Portsmouth land grants in 1652 and 



1653 have grants to "Mr. Mason's 
house," (N. H. Gen. Record 1-9 and 
2-24), as also to "Mr. Leader's house." 
It seems that Richard Leader at this 
time had the ''great house," of Court 
and^Water streets. Did not Joseph 
Mason have the David Thompson 
house? He was at Portsmouth 1656- 
1663, a subscriber for preaching in 
165S, a sharer in the land allotment 
of 1661. July 21, 1668, Joseph Mason 
late of Portsmouth, for 207 pounds. 10 
shillings, and good causes, deeded 
(Deeds 3-35) to James Rennell 
(Randall) of the same place, carpen- 
ter, "all that my dwelling house 
situate lying & being in the Little 
harbor within pascattaquack, afore- 
said, together with all houses, edifices 
& buildings whatsoever to the said 
dwelling house belonging, & all gar- 
dens, orchards, marshes, arable lands, 
feeding commons, and commons of 
pasture, trees, wood and woods, 
easments, ..." commodities, ad- 
vantages," etc. "to the said dwelling 
house, lands, marshes & premises be- 
longing. " • " The commonage here in- 
tended is for feeding of cattle and for 
firewood for his own use & the use of 
his heirs & assigns, and to reach as far 
from the said dwelling house as to the 
Sandy beach, commonly so called, & 
about a mile and a half from the same, 
& in the Division that doth or may 
belong to Mr. Robert Mason, heir of 
Capt. John Mason, deceased." 



CONTENTMENT 

By Edward H. Richards 

Why should I sit me down and cry 
And sigh for things I cannot buy 

For those I love; 
Forgetful of the priceless joys 
Of life and home, with girls and boys, 

Gifts from above. 

Nay, let me tell them o'er and o'er; 
Each tally shows me, more and more, 

These blessings fine; 
And, lo, my tears are turned to smiles! 
Away with greed and show and styles,- 

The world is mine! 



AN IMPORTANT HISTORICAL DOCUMENT 



By Rev. Everett S. Stack pole 



Few writers of local history and 
genealogies of New Hampshire know 
what a wealth of material may be 
found in the court files, that have 
been carefully and laboriously in- 
dexed in the office of the Secretary of 
State. They fill fifty-six large draw- 
ers. The card index gives the names 
of plaintiff and defendant in each case 
and a hint as to what may be found 
in each folder, such as writs, deeds, 
wills, depositions, accounts, town 
grants, etc. The depositions are of 
special value to genealogists, often 
giving age of the deponent and inci- 
dentally mentioning relationships that 
cannot elsewhere be ascertained. 
Many items of historical value can 
be gathered here. It takes time and 
patience to search among these rec- 
ords, but perseverance usually brings 
reward. 

In Xo. 17795 a discover}^ has been 
made of an indenture, or deed of gift, 
in which the first Capt. Thomas 
Wiggin conveyed to the town of 
Exeter a large tract of land. This 
conveyance is the legal basis of the 
ownership of many farms in Exeter. 
Its date is 1639, the next year after 
Exeter was settled, and I know not 
of any older conveyance of land in 
New Hampshire, except royal grants 
and deeds from Indian chiefs. The 
land conveyed was three quarters of 
a mile in length, on the east side of 
Squamscot River, reaching from Exe- 
ter Falls to Wheelwright's Brook, and 
extending from the river three miles 
to the Hampton line. Ever since 1710 
this document has been hid away in a 
bundle of papers pertaining to a law- 
suit in the case of Capt. Joseph 
Smith of Hampton versus a Mr. 
Wadleigh of Exeter. So far as can 
now be learned it was never recorded. 
It is clearly written and bears the 
seals of the three " Rulers'' of Exeter. 
It is alluded to in the records of 



Exeter, in the year 1656, as "Captan 
Wiggins deede of gift" but Governor 
Charles H. Bell, in his History of 
Exeter, indicates that he had no 
knowledge of the original conveyance. 
The town in 1656 sought a confirma- 
tion of it from the General Court of 
Massachusetts. The document is as 
follows : 

This Indenter Made the first day of the 2d 
month (April) in the yeare of Our Lord God 
1639 Betweene Thomas Wiggins of Pascatiqua 
in New England Gent sole agent and deputie 
for the right hono bl William Viscount Saye 
and Seale and Robert Lord Brooke Sir Arthur 
Hasellricke Kn* and Baronett Sir Arthur 
[Richard written above it] Saltingstone Kn c 
and certaine other Gents of the Kingdome of 
England Lords and owners of the plantation 
of Pascatiqua in New England and also Lords 
and Owners of all that tract of Land leying or 
- being on the south side of the river called 
Pascatiqua from the sea unto the fall of the 
said river and three miles in the Maine Land 
from the said river (except six thousand acres 
of the said tract of Land leying and being 
towards the sea) of the one p te and Captain 
Richard Morris, Necholas Needam Isaac 
Grosse Rulers of the Towne of Exeter for and 
in the behalfe of the said Towne of the other 
p te Witnesseth that the said Thomas Wiggins 
for good causes and considerations him there- 
unto especially moveing hath given granted 
and confirmed and by these presents doth 
give grant and confirme unto the said Richard 
Morris Nicholas Needam Isaac Grosse their 
heires or assignes forever all that p te or parcell 
of the said tract of Land from y e said fall 
towards the' sea unto the mouth of a certaine 
creeke on such side whereof theire Lyeth little 
narrowe plats of Mash Ground w ch have 
beene for two years last past in the occupa- 
tion of John Wheelwright Pastore of the 
Church of Exeter being by estimation from 
the fall of the said river unto the said Creeke 
3 quarters of a mile or thereabouts bee it 
more or lesse, and from the said River into- 
the maine Lands three Miles and also all and 
singular woods under woods and Trees grow- 



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173 



ing or being in or upon the same premises 
herby given and granted, w th all p'sells com- 
modityes advantages and hereditam^ belong- 
ing or appertaining unto the said p'mises 
herby given granted &. confirmed or to any 
ptes thereof, except and ahvaies received [sic] 
unto the said Thomas Wiggins, and the said 
Lords and owners of y e said p'mises before 
specified and mentioned theire heires and 
assignes agents and deputies and every of 
them free liberty to take fish at or about the 
said fall of the said River p'portionally ac- 
cording to that right w ch belongs unto them 
to have or to hold the said p te or p'cell of Land 
w th all p'fitts comodities and hereditam ts 
before in these p'sents given granted and 
confirmed (except before excepted) unto the 
said Richard Morris, Nicholas Xeedam Isaac 
Grosse, theire heires and assignes for ever, to 
use of the said Towne of Exeter for ever more; 
yielding and paying yearly unto the said 
Thomas Wiggins and the said Lords and 
owners aforesaid theire heires and assignes 
for every hundred acres of Lands w ch shall 
bee converted into use 2 p Stearling Money 
being lawfully demanded p'vided alwaies and 
upon condition \ rt they the said Richard 
Morris Nicholas Xeedam Isaac Grosse theire 
heires and assignes shall doe theire best 
endeavor to defend and maintain the right 
and interest of the said Lords and owners 
theire heires and assignes agents and deputies 
of and in the said tract of Land before 
specified and menconed against all invaders 
and intruders seditious practices or any that 
shall doe them violence or violate there right, 
w cb if they or any of them shall refuse or 
neglect to doe, that then they or any of them 
refusing or neglecting soe to doe shall forfeite 
theire Right or estates given granted and 
confirmed as afore 3 * 1 . And the said Thomas 
Wiggins for himselfe and for the said Lords 
and owners aforesaid theire heires and as- 
signes doth p'mise grant and agree that hee 
the said Thomas Wiggins and the said Lords 
and owners afore sd shall doe theire best en- 
deavor to defend and maintaine the right 
and title of the said Richard Morris Nicholas 
Xeedam Isaac Grosse, their heires and as- 
signes of and in the said p te of the said tract 
of Land by these p'sents given and granted 
against all intruders invaders seditious prac- 
tices or any that shall doe them violence or 
violate theire right given and granted a3 



afore 3 * 1 , w ch if the said Lords and owners theire 
agents and deputies shall refuse or neglect 
soe to doe That then the said Richard Morris 
Nicholas Xeedam Isaac Grosse theire heires 
or assignes shall bee free from the said p'miss 
and condition afore**. In witness whereof the 
pties to these p'sents have interchangeable 
sette theire hands & seales the daye and yeare 
first above written 

Richard 
Sealed and delivered in Moris (seal) 

the 
p'sence of 

John Whelwright Xicholas 

George Smyth Xeedham (seal) 

lenaord inorres 

I s Grosse (seal) 

A few words about the persons 
named in this document may be of 
interest. 

Sir Arthur Haselrigge, as he signed 
his name to a letter, was one of Oliver 
Cromwell's officers and had charge of 
the prisoners captured at the battle 
of Dunbar in 1650. Some of those 
Scotch prisoners helped to colonize 
Dover and Exeter. 

Sir Richard Saltingstone is better 
known as Sir Richard Saltonstall. who 
came over with Governor Winthrop 
in 1630 and lived for a while at Water- 
town, -Mass. He returned to England 
and died there, although some of his 
children remained in Massachusetts. 

Richard Morris, one of the "rulers, 7 ' 
or selectmen, of -Exeter, also came 
with Winthrop. He had command of 
Castle Island in 1637. Probably he 
went to Portsmouth, R. L, in 1643 
and was living there in 1655. 

Nicholas Needham was of Boston in 
1638 and perhaps went to Wells, Me., 
with John Wheelwright. His name is 
perpetuated in "Needham's Point," 
in Durham, on the north shore of 
Great Bay. 

Isaac Grosse was in Boston in 1635. 
He returned from Exeter to Boston 
and died there in 1649. 

George Smyth was for several years 
recorder of deeds in the province. 
His handwriting and signature appear 
often in the early records. The above 



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is the earliest mention of him. Later 
he was of Dover. He disappeared in 
1653. He was one of the judges of 
the early courts. 

John Wheelwright here signed his 
name with one "e" in it, and so also 
it appears in his signature to the 
Exeter Combination. As a graduate 
of the University of Cambridge, Eng., 
he certainly knew how to spell his 
name, yet all his descendants spell the 
surname Wheelwright. He had been 
vicar of Bilsby, co. Lincoln, 1(323-32, 
and came to Boston in 1636. Pie was 
closely related by family ties to Ann 
Hutchinson and sympathized with her 
in her peculiar religious views, preach- 
ing what was regarded as unorthodox 
doctrine in his pulpit at Mount Wol- 
laston, Mass. Therefore the Puritan 
rulers at Boston ordered him to leave 
the colony within two weeks, and he 
came down to Exeter, then regarded 
as outside the jurisdiction of Massa- 
chusetts, late in 1637, built him a 
cabin and spent the winter on the 
bank of the Squamscot River, near 
the mouth of a creek, afterwards 
called Wheelwright's Creek. The 
above Indenture, dated the first day 
of the second month, 1639, states 
,that Wheelwright had been in posses- 
sion of land in Exeter two years. 
This fixes the time of his coming and 
is another evidence that the so-called 
Wheelwright Deed of 1629 is a forgery. 
Notice, too, that the Indenture is 
dated three months before the well- 
known Exeter Combination, which 
was dated the fifth day of the fourth 
month, 1639. So there was a town 
organization and rulers, or selectmen, 
chosen before any formal combina- 
tion. Wheelwright brought some of 
his church members from Bilsby and 
Mount Wollaston in 1638, and prob- 
ably the first thing they did after 
arriving in Exeter was to organize 
themselves into a bod}' politic and 
come to some mutual understanding. 
In 1642 New Hampshire, or the 
Plantation of Pascataqua, as it was 
first called, came under the jurisdic- 
tion of Massachusetts and, therefore, 



Wheelwright and some of his brethren 
went to Wells, Me., and established 
a new settlement there. He later 
became reconciled with the. Massa- 
chusetts government and served as 
pastor of the churches at Hampton 
and Salisbury. 

Observe that Pascatiqua was the 
name of the river from Exeter Palis 
to the sea, running through Great 
Bay and Little Bay and between 
Hilton's Point on Dover Neck and 
Bloody Point in what is now Newing- 
ton, and so on past Strawberry Bank, 
now Portsmouth. It would seem as 
though Squamscot was the Indian 
name of the fresh water of Exeter 
River, above the Falls. Some have 
argued that the Pascatiqua extended 
up to South Berwick, then called 
Quamphegan, but that river from 
Hilton's Point up to Salmon Falls, 
was called the Newichawannock. Let 
the old Indian names be preserved! 
Notice, too, the spelling of the Pas- 
catiqua corrupted by some into 
Piscatiqua. The first, I am told, 
conforms to the Indian language. 

On the land conveyed by 1 nomas 
Wiggins the town of Exeter built a 
house, perhaps intended for a Bound 
House, to mark the limits between 
Hampton and Exeter. The house 
decayed and long afterward contro- 
versy arose concerning the right of 
Hampton, or of Exeter, to grant land 
in the eastern portion of -this tract. 
Hence the lawsuit and the preserva- 
tion in hiding of this ancient docu- 
ment, now for the first time brought 
to light. 

The right of taking fish at the Falls- 
was a common right and reserved to 
the grantor. All the water powers, 
too, of ancient Exeter and Dover 
were held to be the common property 
of the towns and were rented for the 
support of the minister, at least in 
Dover. So it should have remained 
throughout the country. Private 
monopolists have seized the people's 
property, by due process of law, of 
course, but who made the accommo- 
dating law? 



Nature's Teachings 175 

Notice, too, that the land was not tenants, but the rent was never de- 

absolutely given away. There was manded, so far as is known. The 

to be a yearly rent, if demanded, of grantees were to defend the right and 

two pounds sterling for every hundred interest of the owners of this tract of 

acres converted into use. The culti- land. They were planning for ab- 

vators of the land were regarded as sentee landlordism, as in Ireland. 



NATURE'S TEACHINGS 

By Hannah B. Merriam 

From the forge of guilt comes the chain of crime, 
With its links of iron, its rust and grime, 
Blacking and dragging the soul till it falls, 
Broken and crushed 'neath its own ruined walls. 

The links which form the golden chain to bind 
Holy of holies, temple of the..mind, 
From nature come; while we o'er volumes pore 
Her gifts, unheeded, wait at every door. 

Through halls of knowledge, vast and high, we search 
To find the key which gives us state and church, 
But when we seek the key which gives us soul 
Nature her boundless volume must unroll. 

Then mists of crime shall fade, grief's vision clear, 
The soul in joy arrayed, without a fear, 
Shall trustingly on nature's arm find rest, 
With her great Central-light its guide and guest. 



SPRING-TIDE 

By L. Adelaide Sherman 

'Tis spring, how beautiful! 
The azure-curtained dome is tremulant 
With light and life; the sunbeams fall aslant 
The budding trees; earth leaps enraptured forth 
To greet the south, long prisoned by the north. 
'Tis spring, how T beautiful! 

The mossy rocks and velvet sward grow green; 
Above the brooks the pussy-willows lean. 
The gardens glow with snow-drops, glistening white, 
And hyacinths, a dazzling flood of light. 

'Tis spring, how r beautiful! '.■■'.'■. 

I feel new currents through my being dart, 
And new emotions kindle in my heart; 
So, like the snow-drop, may my life unfold 
And show the world its hidden wealth of gold. 
'Tis spring, how beautiful! 



THE MILLET APPLE TREE 

By Lydia A. Stevens 



Until within a few years, a very- 
old apple tree stood on the premises 
of Henry Coleman at Dover Neck, in 
the historic locality of the first per- 
manent settlement of New Hampshire. 
Though broken and distorted, it 
bore fruit in 1912, of palatable qual- 
ity. 

Years ago the trunk had rotted 
away so that two persons might walk 
into the cavity. The living walls 
were only a few inches thick. All 
over whatever bark showed there was 
a myriad of blotches and scabs. 
The main bod}* was about seven feet 
in height, surmounted by a single 
fruit-bearing branch. The accom- 
panying picture was taken in 1904. 
Now nothing remains except the 
scraggy stump. 

About this venerable tree many 
memories and traditions have gath- 
ered. One is to the effect that, be- 
fore pastures and tillage, roads, 
houses and farms appeared on Dover 
Neck, the tree came oversea in a tub, 
voyaging with the first ship-load of 
immigrants in the spring of 1G23, or 
it was sent from Edward Hilton's 
English home at a later date. The 
story lacks detail, but undoubtedly 
has passed from one person and one 
generation to another. There are 
no insurmountable objections to this 
claim. However, it has never borne 
the^name of the first patentee. 

More circumstantially presented,, 
another family tradition declares that 
many years ago, when New Hamp- 
shire was a small settlement, there 
came^from England to Dover Neck 
a man of some wealth and considerable 
ability, Capt. Thomas Millet. Read- 
ers who are familiar with the ancient 
records will recognize the name. He 
was a veritable personage. The peo- 
ple had confidence in hirn, and he was 
elected frequently to positions of 
trust and importance. He acquired 



a tract of land, established salt works, 
and took part in shaping colonial 
legislation. Some legend, too, there 
is that he had an intellectual appe- 
tite, whose cravings were fed on the 
contents of a choice selection of books, 
the first library in Dover. And the 
story goes that he loved adornment; 
sported a silver-handled sword, shoe 
and knee-buckles; was affected and 
owned slaves. Such display was a 
prodigious novelty in the settlement. 
With his household goods and other 
movable property came the tree. 
It has ever since been known as "'The 
Millet Apple Tree." 

Ten years ago a descendant of 
Hilton and a descendant of Millet — 
two women of exceptional ability- 
joined breezily in a newspaper debate 
as to which legend deserved the great- 
er credit. It is not my intention to 
weigh the evidence submitted. There 
is still another moss-grown story con- 
nected with the tree. It has the 
interest which belongs to romance as 
well as to local history. 

"Nicklas" Harfutt's pretty daugh- 
ter, Patience, was much admired by 
the young men of the settlement. 
Her parents were eager to wed her to 
a man of property. But the girl 
favored John Hathorne, a newcomer 
from Massachusetts. He was a fine 
upstanding youth, already popular 
and promising. But alas! he had 
neither land or money. As may be 
supposed, the penniless one met with 
no parental encouragement. Indeed, 
his suit was scornfully rejected and 
further visits forbidden. The lovers, 
however, were too ardent to be sep- 
arated thus, and, through the medium 
of an old servant woman, who was 
devotedly attached to the girl, they 
obtained a parting interview. 

In the late twilight Patience stole 
out to the trysting-place. There she 
waited the arrival of her lover, while 



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177 



her attendant kept nearby, ready to 
give the alarm agreed upon. Sudden- 
ly a tall figure came close to where the 
waiting maiden stood. The greet- 
ings will be omitted. Matters of 
such sort have not changed, nor will 
while love rules the world. 

He spoke low and rapidly, telling 
her that as her parents objected to 
him on the ground of his poverty, he 
had determined to win wealth; that 
an old Indian, bound to him by ties 
of gratitude, possessed knowledge of a 
rich fur country far away among the 
mountains, to which he had prom- 
ised to guide him; and by courage 
and management he hoped soon to 
return and claim her hand from her 
ambitious and avaricious parents. 

"Remain true to me and resist 
their scheming. Wait for two years, 
and if at the end of that time you do 
not hear from me, know that I have 
perished in the attempt to win you." 
/ He then gave her a wild apple 
shrub, saying that so long as it lived 
she might know that he loved and 
was true to her. Patience's first act 
in the morning was to plant the little 
tree as directed. Many prayers and 
tears for the success and safety of 
her lover accompanied this act. 

The hours and days dragged along, 
but the little bush grew and flour- 
ished with wonderful luxuriance, and 
gladdened the heart of the girl. It 
helped her to bear the burden of 
anxiety and suspense. But a new 
trial developed. Her father and 
mother found, as they thought, a 
suitable companion for their daughter 
in the person of a forehanded fisher- 
man, who promised them a liberal 
consideration for her hand. This 
man possessed much unincumbered 
estate, and his position in the colony 
was satisfactory and well established. 
Patience's violent opposition, how- 
ever, while it did not move them to 
renounce their purpose, induced them 
to postpone the marriage in the hope 
she would forget her former lover, 
and become more reconciled to their 
will. 



In the respite thus gained, the 
time for Hathorne's return would ex- 
pire. Meanwhile, Patience prayed 
daily for the arrival of her betrothed, 
with the fortune that was to find him 
favor in the minds of her parents. 
The two years were rapidly drawing to 
a close, and yet no sign or token had 
come save what she found in the 
vigorous growth of her cherished tree. 
During all the waiting period it was 
the very breath of her life. 

At length the old couple, pressed 
with debts and weary of the pro- 
longed indulgence to what they con- 
sidered an idle fancy, fixed the wed- 
ding day. The eve of this day was 
the second anniversary of the parting, 
when John Hathorne told Patience 
that if he did not return within two 
years, she might know he was dead. 
She had crept away from the scene of 
busy preparation to her beloved tree. 
There she prayed that she might 
be taken away to the spirit world, 
where she believed her lover to be. 
Approaching footsteps aroused her 
attention. A familiar voice greeted 
her ears and stayed her flight. Trem- 
bling she waited the outcome. It 
was, indeed, John Hathorne, bringing 
a fortune equal to that of his rival. 

With faith in his love and confident 
of success, he had followed the Indian 
across wide areas into the heart of the 
unexplored north, where he proved 
the honesty of his guide and the 
truth of his promises, coming upon a 
marvelous abundance of fur-bearing 
animals. 

All othes, things being equal, the 
parents consented that their daughter 
might choose between the suitors, 
and the next day, instead of being led 
to the altar a wretched sacrifice to 
their greed, she went as the willing 
bride of the man she loved. 

Years passed away, as did the com- 
munity of that day. Generations 
followed in due order. Good and bad 
fortune alternated. Blessings came 
and went. Decay was relentless. 
But strange to say, the faithful tree 
lived on. 



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Its fruit proved superior in flavor 
to that of others, the choicest in the 
town. By some chance of nature, 
because the soil was suited to it, or 
from causes unknown, it bore a new 
variety of excellence, full of savori- 
ness and fresh delight. And as time" 
marched farther along, it turned out 
to be the best stock to transmit 
the prized qualities of distant fa- 
vorites. 

It withstood the violence of sea 
winds and inland gales. It worked its 
own will. Each spring it braced itself 
for another struggle, demanding its 
right to live. Seemingly, it had the 
power of healing its wounds and sup- 
plying its losses. What it saw it 
never disclosed. But of this we may 
rest assured: two years ago it was the 
oldest living thing in Dover. Maybe 



it was coeval with the sailing of Hil- 
ton's ship. Very likely, in its neigh- 
borhood men voiced their thoughts 
concerning the 1640 "Combination 
at Pascataqua." Children, who grew- 
up to serve in the Colonial wars, 
sucked its fruit with greedy lips. It 
shook its blossoms down on the Dover 
Neck men, who marched with Cap- 
tain Waldron to Bunker Hill. And 
when peace and tranquility came, 
perhaps there was a richer response 
in the tumult of its sap. Doubtless, 
when old and scarred, it could count 
up, other love-making and bruising of 
hearts, but the record is not clear. 
Till its death, when the spring or 
autumn winds sprung up, it is said 
that a descendant of the girl who 
planted the tree could hear the love- 
song it had crooned for centuries. - 



THE GOSSIP OF ROBIN 

By M.E. Nella 

" DafTy-down-dilly , I'm here, I'm here, 
Where are you hiding? I'm calling you, clear. 
The pussy willows, all grey and pink, 
Have begun to turn fuzzy, down by the brink 
Of the small mill pond, where the alders gleam red." 
To Miss Daffy's shy greeting, bold robin then said: 
"I'm going to build a new nest, this spring, 
In that large crooked willow; we think it the thing, 
For the view is superb — a fine neighborhood, too, 
Besides, I can frequently visit with you; 
'And the tanager, bluebird, and young chick-a-dee, 
Intend to reside in this knarred old tree. 

"There'll be food, and water, and music at hand, 
For the hum of the bees is as good as a band ; 

They always make merry wherever they go; 

And in summer this mill pond will be white as snow, 
From its margin to center sweet pond lilies grow, 
Cov'ring the water which ripples below." 

"I'm glad of your news," cried Miss Daffy in glee, 
While in ecstacy quivered the old willow tree. 



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"NORTH OF BOSTON" 

A Book of New Hampshire Poems Recently Published 



North of Boston lies New Hamp- 
shire. This fact we know and so at 
the outset can, with some certainty, 
lay claim to the geographical location 
of the poems which Mr. Robert 
Frost has written and included-in the 
volume bearing this significant title. 
It takes, however, but a brief reading 
of these poems to show that Xew 
Hampshire is the situation of their 
themes; the Xew Hampshire of the 
small town, of the village lying snug- 
gly in the winding river valley; and 
the farm, clinging in its isolation to 
the rocky hillside. 

The men and women who people 
the pages of this book are also of the 
Granite State. Drive two miles 
through any part of the country dis- 
tricts and you will see their counter- 
part. If you stop and talk with 
them a moment you will not fail 
to hear similar phrases used, and feel 
that behind the spoken words, lie the 
thoughts and mental outlook which 
Mr. Frost has taken and so firmly 
imprinted in his poems. 

It really matters very little if these 
characteristics are not common to 
our state alone, and, in any event, 
does not prevent a friendly appro- 
priation of the man and his book. 

The fact that Mr. Frost is now 
living in New Hampshire, or to be 
more specific, Franconia, and that 
he has spent the greater part of his 
life in this state, cannot help but 
increase local interest in his achieve- 
ments. We may be justified in 
taking a certain pride in the thought 
that this man, who has so quickly 
risen to the high rank among modern 
American poets, which he now occu- 
pies, has a real relation to New 
Hampshire. 

"North of Boston" came to us of 
America by a roundabout route. 
About two years ago our critics 



noted the publication, in London, 
of this book of poems and, what was 
more significant, the enthusiastic 
praise of the contenfs by certain 
English reviews, little given to the 
habit of marking out for extended 
mention, the work of an unknown and 
unsponsored American. This rather 
unusual event, combined with the 
local setting of the poems, as indi- 
cated by their title, quickly brought 
the book to the attention of American, 
and particularly Boston, critics and 
reviewers. 

The estimates of our own literary 
judges were even more favorable 
than those of their English cousins, 
and " North of Boston" became the 
literary sensation of the season. Since 
that time it has attained a firmly 
placed and widespread popularity 
that has shown no signs of waning. 

The brief history of this book is 
matched by the comparatively few 
facts which are available regarding 
the author himself. Although we 
know that he lives with his family in 
a small frame farmhouse, a few 
miles from Franconia; yet the man, 
his personality and theories (he would 
not, we think, call them theories) 
have escaped that publicity and ex- 
ploitation which marked success al- 
most invariably brings. As time 
goes on, and as other poems come to 
increase the two slender volumes 
which now represent his published 
work, we will undoubtedly know 
more that we do now, regarding this 
New Hampshire poet. For the pres- 
ent we must be content with the 
material which Mr. Frost has given 
us. After all, we cannot but respect 
his evident desire to let his poems 
alone speak for him. 

The poetry of Robert Frost, as 
given us in "North of Boston," and 
the less pretentious volume, "A Boy's 



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Will," which was published slightly 
before the first named book was issued, 
is distinctly a product of what has 
been termed the " Renaissance of 
American Poetry"; the recent re- 
awakening of poetic endeavor that 
has been sleeping for so many years. 
The past five years have brought to 
the front a new company of poets 
whose work, today, constitutes what 
is, perhaps, the most distinctly Amer- 
ican literature which this country has 
yet produced. 

There is no doubt but that " North 
of Boston" is a product of American 
soil. The themes with which it deals, 
and particularly the method in 
which they are handled, are strongly 
representative of a new, and not an 
old world attitude. While we still 
have a contemplation of things which 
are universal and of all time, yet they 
are placed before us in a new light 
and turned at a new angle. Even 
the more technical matter of verse 
construction, reflects this change, 
or at least changing, method. 

The poems contained in " North of 
Boston" represent, and are chiefly 
concerned with, the characters of 
men and women. They treat of 
everyday people, and you will find 
them to be mostly farmers; the men 
who are at work in our New Hamp- 
shire fields and the women who are 
their wives, and the bearers of our 
New Hampshire children. There are 
no verses commemorating national 
occasions, no sonnets which treat of 
abstract thought, no preaching, no 
forcing of theories, but into each line 
and sentence that Mr. Frost has here 
written, there is packed — life. 

Life, is the outstanding element in 
these poems. It is as if the author 
has closed his eyes to all else, and 
had then written with single purpose, 
and that to impress upon the reader 
certain phases of everyday living, 
as it comes to the everyday man and 
woman. We are not given visions 
of what might be, or what used to be, 
but present day realities. We are 
allowed to look for the moment, not 



only within the four walls of a house 
to see there episodes which brick and 
wood shut from actual sight; but, 
also, deep into the minds and hearts 
of men, that we'may feel the impulses 
which promote action and even 
thought itself. 

Those who may read the poem, 
"Home Burial," will find for them- 
selves the almost supernatural ability 
which Mr. Frost displays, in quietly 
opening wide the doors which com- 
monly veil the innermost working of 
a mind ; in this instance a mind clouded 
by intense feeling and emotion. The 
picture which this short poem pre- 
sents is not pleasant, and, like nearly 
all of his work, it will not appeal to 
those timid persons who are afraid to 
look beyond the superficialities of 
human existence, yet with simple 
truth it tells of a tragedy which is as 
old as mankind. 

There is happiness as well as sad- 
ness in these poems, because both are 
a part of life; the one no greater than 
the other. The happiness is never 
detached, however, from actual, every- 
day living. There is none of that 
wild unearthly ecstacy which is such 
a favorite subject of the old poets, 
and particularly those with little 
real gift, but in its place there is 
shown the happiness which lies in 
the common task, the quiet joys of 
the common man, whom we know 
because he is one of ourselves. 

The two rhryrned verses of four 
lines each, which come in the book 
before the table of contents, and so 
serve as an introduction are charac- 
teristic of this conception and treat- 
ment just mentioned. We find after 
a singje reading, that they run through 
our mind like a melody, until we wish 
that they might be sung to actual 
music. 

Only two of the poems which this 
book contains, have been specifically 
mentioned. The remaining fourteen 
vary in subject and treatment, but 
not in interest, for, with but minor 
exceptions, they are of sustained 
excellence and worth. Each indi- 



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vidua! reader will, of course, find in 
some of them more force and truth 
than in others; yet we do not believe 
it possible to take the book in hand 
with serious purpose, without ob- 
taining a new, or at least a clearer, 
insight into the lives of those men 
and women about us. 



We have every confidence that Mr. 
Frost will excel the splendid work 
which he has already accomplished; 
but if not, we will always be fortunate 
in having this impressive and sym- 
pathetic picture of Xew Hampshire 
country life that "North of Boston" 
contains. D. 0. 



IN A PASTURE 

By Fred Myron Colby 



We have always pitied those un- 
fortunates who have only learned to 
love the country when they have 
found leisure to make holiday late 
in life. They miss the lingering 
fragrance of those bright, early as- 
sociations, which are revived by 
sights and sounds and scents to the 
country bred boy who has passed a 
busy working time in cities, or 
abroad. _To him the cawing of the 
crows or the call of the cuckoo, the 
first violets of the spring, or the 
fragrance from the fresh hayfields, 
will bring back a rush of happy 
memories. Oh, ye country bred 
youths who murmur at your lot, to 
you will come the time when you will 
look back upon the experiences of this 
early time and thank God that the 
grass sprouted green for you and the 
birds sang, and the rivulets murmured 
their dulcet rhymes. 

When the world was new the 
dwellers therein loved the soil. In 
the songs and legends of all the early 
peoples the student finds constant 
allusions to this natural reverence 
for the earth. The old story of the 
giant, who received tenfold strength 
every time he was thrown upon the 
bosom of his mother earth, represents 
a grand truth. And to possess a 
piece of "land, to feel that it is ours, 
is a pride that we should not be 
ashamed to own; for it is a right good 
feeling, whether found in man or 
^woman, a natural true instinct for 
our dear old mother earth, for the 
trees and grass that will grow for 
you, for the wild flowers and the 



birds that will make your small 
portion of the globe their home. 

To me the experiences of my boy- 
hood, in my country home, are 
delicious idyls. The recollections of 
the early spring mornings, the wander- 
ings in dewy meadows and shaded 
lanes, the delightful sounds of rural 
life — the lowing of the cattle, the 
singing of birds, the swish of the 
mower's scythe, the tinkling of bells — 
all those echoes, which Gray in his- 
immortal " Elegy" has glorified by 
song, hold a world of boyish romance. 
With all the old Greek stories in my 
mind of the Hesperides and Alcinous' 
gardens at Scheria, and the golden 
apples of Apollo, growing beyond 
the farthest confines of the sea; of 
the Roman pastorals, Cincinnatus 
and his little farm, and Virgil tending 
the bees of his country villa: of the 
old Sabine life among the hills when 
golden Saturn led the earth, and 
the dreamy idlesse life of the medieval 
monks amid their wheat patches, 
their peach gardens and strawberry 
beds, under the shadows of gray old 
monasteries — -more precious than all 
these memories are my recollections 
of days spent in an old pasture, of 
dreams under shading trees where 
Pan might have piped to Cynthia; 
of romps among woodlands that 
might have attracted a Corydon and 
an Amaryllis, and rambles after 
many a fern, many a luscious berry 
and a gaily colored flower. 

It was an old pasture even then; 
for a portion of it had once been the 
field of an early settler, and there 



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were the visible remains of the cellar, 
all grown round with lilac bushes 
and clumps of downy catnip. The 
pasture had its traditions, too, stories 
of the young bride who had been 
brought there by the sturdy pioneer, 
who had worked seven years — after 
the ancient patriarchal fashion — to 
win her of the stingy, Laban-like 
father. The first child of PJnglish 
parentage had been born in that 
house, and a whole volume of romance 
lay untold of that early home and 
struggling life. Years had passed 
since the hearthstone had been 
warmed by a genial fire, and the bones 
of the settler and his wife, the fairy- 
like Rachel whom he had won after 
so many years, lay resting under the 
sod in the neighboring orchard, 
where a rude stone told the record of 
their lives. 

There were many acres in the 
pasture lot, fifty at least, and it 
abounded with beautiful places and 
out-of-the-way nooks. It had knolls 
fragrant with sweet fern, and hollows 
where strawberries ripened, fine as 
those that grew in his Grace the 
Bishop of Ely's gardens at Holborn. 
In one place we always knew where 
to look for the largest checkerberries, 
and under the hemlocks, on the 
banks of a purling stream, there 
were bunches of ''pudding plums," 
red as the deepest coral ever fished 
from the Indian seas. The pasture 
was sterile in some places, luxuriant 
as a garden in others; it had several 
small bogs where there were bulrushes 
and flags, and where many and 
many a time,' when boys, we had 
stood and stoned the frogs who were 
always jubilant there in the spring. 
A portion of the pasture bordered on 
the highway for the space of a dozen 
rods or more, and on the other side 
was the shadow of a deep wood, into 
which a sled path entered, sinuous as 
a serpent's trail. 

There was the long, green lane, 
with a high wall on each side, leading 
from the barnyard gate. How many 
times we had driven the cows — 



speckled Beauty, brindled Loo and 
claret-colored Cherry, up that narrow- 
way at night, whistling merrily under 
our ragged palm-leaf hat. Granite 
rocks, bossed with gray-green lichens, 
were scattered over the sward, and 
there were green herbs shooting up 
under every hedge. Oh, that pasture 
lane ! How fragrant are the memories 
it holds of the cheerful, dewy, sun- 
shiny mornings when I rose with the 
sun to follow the cows to pasture, in 
search of the first ripe strawberries, 
and of the radiant sunsets when, 
through the gate walked slowly the 
three cows, the two black cossets, 
while Dan, the white farm horse, 
and several frolicking yearlings came 
up, less dignified and orderly. 

But, what the old pasture was 
richest in, were the wild flowers 
which, thick as if shaken from the 
lap of Flora herself, sprinkled every 
foot of this grand old lot. Almost as 
luxurious a nosegay could be gathered 
there any day from earliest May to 
golden October as Corydon names in 
Virgil's second Eclogue: 

"Behold the nymphs bring the 
lilies in full baskets; fair Nais, crop- 
ping the pale violets and heads of 
poppies, joins for thee the daffodil 
and flowers of sweet-smelling dill. 
Then, interweaving them with cassia 
and other fragrant herbs, sets off the 
soft hyacinths with saffron marigold. 
And you, O laurels, I will crop; and 
thee, O myrtle, next, for thus arranged 
you mingle sweet perfumes." 

There were the early flowers: 
violets, blue and white; violets all 
along the stone walls and in the 
shadows of gray old boulders, as 
sweet and beautiful as if they had 
been planted in the night by the 
hand of Persephone, or Flora. Any 
where in the borders of the wood you 
could find the white flowers of the 
sanguinaria, and the yet more delicate 
blossoms of the anemone. Then 
came bluebells and hepaticas. Oh, 
those dear old-fashioned, pallid and 
faintly smelling flowers! They have 
been loved by every generation since 



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the children of the Pilgrims first 
found them blooming in the wilder- 
ness by the side of their wood cabins. 
There they were, peeping out on some 
mossy old bank in some briery 
corner; then we saw them brightening 
4he soil on the steep side of the 
ancient orchard. As the meadows 
grew green out came golden cowslips, 
scattered well over them, and on 
higher ground the star-like blossoms 
of the royal dandelion. 

We could find the arbutus in two 
places, widely apart — on the sunny 
hillside under a few straggling pines 
and by following the winter sled- 
path deep within the wooded swamp. 
There was not a clay's difference in 
their opening, and the white and 
rosy clusters were mixed in about the 
same proportion in each. Who is 
there that plucks those delicate 
flowerets without thinking of those 
early days at New Plymouth, of the 
long, cold winter, and how glad 
must have been the hearts of those 
Pilgrims when they saw the clearing 
free of snow and those pretty blossoms 
peeping up among the leaves as if 
to welcome them to the New World. 
And who does not imagine the 
Puritan maidens carrying home 
bunches of them and filling the 
pitchers of Delft to set in the sunny 
corners of their sitting rooms? 
Doubtless the lovely Priscilla wore 
some of the beauties in her hair, as 
she sat spinning when John Alden 
went to woo her for Miles Standish, 
and the maiden answered him, looking 
up with eyes that had a roguish light 
in their depths and her cheeks burn- 
ing red, "Prithee, why not speak for 
thyself, John?" 

Then later came tfilliums, Jack- 
in-the-pulpits and many other ple- 
beian flowers. If we stayed away 
but a single week it was wonderful 
what a transformation took place. 
There were so many flowers, and 
they bloomed in such affluence, in 
such prodigal bounty, in such spend- 
thrift waste. All through the summer 
months there was a gaudy show of 



pond lilies, buttercups, goldenrod, 
and cardinal flowers, while rhododen- 
dron and clematis could be plucked 
by the armful. In one spot there 
was a winsome and very sensitive 
species of oxalis; in another grew 
some curious green orchids and in the 
swamp, creeping over the old logs 
and stumps and making a carpet 
dainty enough for Titania's own feet, 
with its brown, thread-like vines, 
whole rods of snowberry, its berries 
looking like drops of white wax set 
amid the tiny ovate, glossy, aromatic 
leaves. 

About the ruined cellar of the old 
settler's home, beside lilacs and the 
common red roses, there grew another 
exotic, a sweet-briar, the eglantine of 
the poets. What a lovely thing itwas, 
and what a romance it might have 
told! We loved to think that it was 
brought there by the young wife of 
the settler from her home in the old 
colony, that she wore it in her hair 
on her bridal night, and so set the 
slip out in the clearing in the wilder- 
ness. Many a time, doubtless, as 
she watered and nurtured it, the tears 
came to her eyes as she thought of the 
old home and the aged parents she 
had left; yet was she happy amid 
her tears, and as the little blossoms 
grew in the household perhaps to 
them she told the story of the eglan- 
tine and of the comfort it had been to 
her. . 

The pasture ended at the south 
and was lost in dreary terra incognita 
of alder thickets and slumbering pools. 
But the intervening woods were 
beautiful. How cool and shaded in 
the burning midsummer! How fra- 
grant the beds of fern! In the 
autumn months, when the bluejays 
were calling among the trees and the 
squirrels were scampering from branch 
to branch, and the partridge drummed 
among the deep recesses, it was no 
less delightful. And when the winter 
came, and the brooks and pools were 
ice-locked and the snow lay deep in 
the wood path, what fun it was to 
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slow, patient oxen, and return with as rich as Croesus! Ah, the old 
a sled-load of maple or birch, pasture lot! What charms it holds 
mounted on the load as happy and for those who know it best!* 



AN ENCOUNTER WITH PRINCE OSWALD 

By Edward J. Parshley 



There have been so many tales of 
the adventures of commoners with the 
representatives of royalty that I 
have hesitated to tell this story of 
mine, but I have been encouraged 
to do it by the marked difference 
between my experience and that of the 
ordinary- hero of fiction. Usually, the 
commoner wins the heart and hand 
of a princess of rare personal charm, 
while in my case it was a prince of 
no charm at all and I was very far, 
indeed, from gaining his affection. 

My name is Philip Graham and I 
am an American of good parentage. 
I do not mean that my ancestors 
were of the colonial aristocracy or 
that they figure in the pages of his- 
tory as nation builders, but my father 
was a volunteer soldier in the Civil 
War and among my forbears were 
men who fought in the War of 1812, 
in the Revolution and in the French 
and Indian War. They were all 
privates and they all returned to their 
farms or shops when their military 
service was over, but I have always 
taken pride in my ancestry and in the 
pure x\nglo- American blood that flows 
in my veins. 

My father was a mechanic of the 
higher paid class until a few thousand 
dollars saved, a few more thousands 
from the distribution of the estate of 
a wealthier relative and the maturing 
of some endowment insurance en- 
abled him to retire with a modest 
income. My mother is the daughter 
of a New Hampshire farmer and both 
parents were educated in one of the 
academies that flourished in New 



England before the public high school 
reached its present development. In 
my case, it was decided that I should 
go to college and so I matriculated at 
Dartmouth, where I gained some 
fame as a football player and won the 
reputation of being the best boxer in 
college. I made a creditable record 
in my books, too, and earned enough 
money from newspaper correspond- 
ence to pay a large part of my own 
expenses. 

It was natural that I should drift 
into newspaper work after gradua- 
tion and, more through good fortune 
than because my ability was greater 
than that of my fellow reporters, I 
advanced in my profession with 
moderate rapidity. By the time I 
was five years out of college, I had 
pursued noted political campaigners 
up and down and across the United 
States, had gone up into the air with 
famous aviators, had written up an 
election in Canada and had observed 
the progress of a war in Mexico. 

It happened at this time that the 
young man acting as assistant to our 
correspondent in London wanted a 
vacation of a few months and I was 
sent to England to take his place. 
The British and Continental news- 
papers were just then giving much 
space to the performances of a certain 
Prince Oswald, heir to a petty throne, 
who was roaming about Europe and 
conducting himself in a way that 
but for his title, would have earned 
him more than one richly deserved 
thrashing. Prince Oswald was in 
London when I reached there, and 



*Sometime in 1910 I was invited to have a paper at a meeting of the Merrimack County 
Pamona Grange, and this was prepared for the occasion. I was unable to be present. 
Stumbling upon it today, I hasten to give it to the public in this way. — Author. 



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had already added some unsavory 
chapters to his discreditable record. 

One clay, a week or two after I had 
taken up my duties as a foreign cor- 
respondent, I was hurrying along a 
London street when I bumped into a 
young man walking in the opposite 
direction. The collision was wholly his 
fault and I was proceeding on my way 
without waiting for or giving an apol- 
ogy when one of two men closely follow- 
ing him unceremoniously halted me. 

A heavy hand dropped on my 
shoulder and swung me about and I 
found myself facing a tall, bearded 
chap of a somewhat soldierly bearing. 

"You neglected to apologize for 
your rudeness, sir/ 7 he said. "Do 
so at once." . 

""Who the devil are you?" I de- 
manded. "What are you interfering 
for? Take your hand off mv shoul- 
der." 

"You will apologize, sir," he re- 
peated and he tightened his grip with 
the words. 

I did not intend to argue further 
and as he refused to remove his hand 
I removed it for him and hurt his 
wrist in doing it. 

" If you lay your hand on me again,' ' 
I said, ''I will certainly knock you 
down. Now go on about your busi- 
ness." 

The one who had so strangely be- 
come my opponent hesitated a mo- 
ment but the young man who had 
caused all the trouble called out to 
him and he abandoned his quarrel 
with me with manifest reluctance. 

• The incident puzzled me for a 
minute or two, but I decided that it 
w^as of no consequence and was about 
to dismiss it from my mind when it 
occurred to me that tiie features of 
the person with whom I had collided 
were familiar. Then it flashed upon 
me who he was. I had seen his pic- 
ture so many times in the newspapers 
that it was a wonder I had not recog- 
nized him at once. Beyond a doubt, 
I had bumped Prince Oswald. I 
chuckled in genuine amusement and 
then forgot all about the matter. 



Three days later, my chief tokfcme 
to go to the Hotel Piccadilly and send 
my card to suite 37. 

"I've been given a tip that there's 
a story of some kind there," he said. 
"Suppose you go and see what it is." 

I went and when I was ushered into 
suite 37 I found myself in the presence 
of Prince Oswald and apparently at 
the mercy of his bodyguard of two. 

The tall man with whom I had had 
my previous encounter admitted me, 
and he at once closed the door and 
placed his back against it. The prince 
was seated in a big arm chair, regard- 
ing me with small, malicious eyes. Be- 
side the chair stood his other traveling 
companion, dressed in a gorgeous uni- 
form and wearing a sword. The tall 
fellow was also in uniform but his 
sword, sheathed, stood against the 
wall in a corner of the room. 

This last mentioned individual 
seemed to be a sort of master of 
ceremonies and he did not permit me 
to remain long in ignorance of the 
object sought in decoying me to the 
prince's apartments. 

"You will apologize in the most 
humble manner for the indignity 
visited upon Prince Oswald the other 
day," he said, in tones of the utmost 
finality. 

"Do you make that as a statement 
of fact?" I inquired. 

"Most certainly, sir," he replied. 

"Then you are a liar," I answered, 
"for I shall do nothing of the kind." 

The prince sprang to his feet. 
"Trifle with him no more, Hugo," 
he commanded. "See that he does 
as he is told." ' 

From somewhere about Hugo's per- 
son came a revolver and he pointed 
it straight at me. I have said that 
he had the manner of a soldier and 
he was presumably familiar with fire- 
arms but in this instance he was in- 
cautious. He stood so near me that 
I had only to reach out my hand and 
grasp his wrist and so" quickly did I 
act that I had transferred the revolver 
from his right hand to my. left before 
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Then I hit ■ him, squarely on the 
point of the jaw. He went down and 
I knew that he would not rise at once, 
for I had given him a knock-out blow. 
I wish that I could describe the 
expression of rage that swept over the 
face of Prince Oswald, but I haven't 
the trick with words to do it. He 
was so mad that he nearly choked. 

"Run him through, Eric/' he 
shrieked and the obedient Eric whip- 
ped out his sword and came at me. 

I had broken open the revolver and, 
that neither I nor another might do 
harm with it, had extracted the cart- 
ridges, thereby seriously impairing 
its value as a weapon of defence. It 
had no doubt that the princely idiot 
would allow his servant to kill me and 
the intention of the man with the 
sword to run me through was evident. 
But one thing occurred to me to do 
and I hurled the revolver at him with 
all my force. It struck him in the 
head and he dropped to the floor, to 
stay down even longer than his com- 
rade. 

Fright succeeded rage on Prince 
Oswald's face, but he tried to main- 
tain his dignity. 

"Well, sir, what do you intend to 
do now?" he demanded in a voice 
that trembled in spite of his efforts to 
control it. 

"I am tempted to sweep the floor 
with you." I responded, for I was 
now, with justification I think, 
thoroughly mad myself. "Another 
temptation that assails me is to shake 
you out of your boots, but I think 
I will resist both~. I will just say 
good day and get out of here." 

My departure was delayed, how- 
ever. While I was talking with the 
Prince, Hugo had risen to his feet and 
had secured possession of his own 
sword. I now found him between 
me and the door and apparently as 
determined to make good use of his 
blade as Eric had been. I slowly 
retreated backward and while Hugo 



was enjoying his triumph picked up 
the sword that Eric had dropped when 
the revolver hit him in the head. 
I registered a mental prayer of thank- 
fulness that fencing was one of the 
exercises I had chosen to keep my- 
self in good physical condition when 
I no longer had to meet the training 
demands of college athletics and in 
the same moment that I breathed the 
prayer I parried Hugo's first thrust. 
If he had been in the frame of mind 
to enjoy it, Prince Oswald might now 
have had the pleasure of watching a 
pretty bit of sword play. It was a 
lively bout, but it had not lasted long 
before I had the best of reasons to 
believe that the fencing instructor 
of the Manhattan Athletic Club 
knew his business, and that he had 
succeeded in imparting something of 
what he knew to me. Hugo was out- 
classed at what might reasonably 
have been called his own game, and 
his intense desire to kill me was soon 
succeeded by a desire even more in- 
tense to keep me from killing him. 

I had no idea, of course, of going to 
that extreme, but I did think of 
pricking him a little. Humanita- 
rian impulses restrained me, though, 
and I waited until I saw a chance to 
work a disarming trick I knew and 
sent his sword spinning across the 
room. 

"Now, Hugo, my impetuous 
friend," I said, "I don't want to hurt 
you, but I have had quite enough of 
you. Suppose you go over in that cor- 
ner and stay there." 

Hugo acted upon my suggestion 
without hesitating for a moment. 
I walked leisurely to the door, dropped 
my sword and, turning, faced Prince 
Oswald for the last time. 

"Permit me to bid you good morn- 
ing, your highness," I said. "I 
have, on the whole, enjoyed my call 
and I hope that it has given equal 
pleasure to you." 
Then I went out. 



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ACROSS THE NEW HAMPSHIRE HILLS 

By X or man C. Tice 



When the first warm days of April 
-arrive and the snow is rapidly vanish- 
ing ffom the sun-beaten hilltops, I 
begin to scout along the trail, Na- 
ture is new to me after the long, cold 
days of winter, when the frost snaps 
the twigs of the trees and the snow 
mantles the sleeping earth. As I 
have said, when the first warm days 
arrive, I take to the trail. There 

is a suggestion of subtle mystery in 

the air. It is detected in the open- 
ing buds and in the songs and move- 
ments of the birds. 

The slopes of the hills are smooth in 
grassy waves, which were beaten 
down by the snows of the previous 
winter. All through the undulations 
can be seen the trails of the mice, 
with now and then an opening of 
some subterranean passage. At 
varied intervals a house composed of 
interwoven grasses is cleverly con- 
cealed. The brook, also, has a tone 
of mystery and sings joyously, as it 
tumbles along, full-banked and strong. 
Willows and alders, heavily tagged, 
sway in unison with the current as 
their lower branches are flooded in 
the rapid current. A few leaves of 
the adder-tongue have pierced the 
dull gray matting and are beginning 
to open. The song sparrows are 
flitting around in joyful song or are 
busy in contemplation of summer 
homes. 

Now and then a snow bank, dis- 
colored and coarse, nestles beneath 
some overhanging bank, half-shielded 
from the direct rays of the sun. It 
will soon vanish away and our last 
reminder of winter will be gone. A 
hawk wheels aloft in dizzying circles, 
and crows are sailing past, busy and 
silent. A crane, on his journey 
northward, grandly ploughs the air, 
as he passes through the valley, not 
deigning to settle in these shallow 
<ioves. 



I travel the length of the meadow 
and enter the woods. The shrubs 
and bushes are in full bud and every 
plant of the wild is in its subtle time of 
budding mystery. Light green points 
are beginning to appear on the tips 
of the firtrees, and the ashes and 
poplars and other venturesome trees 
are showing a pale-green trifle of 
leaf. There is a stir of growing 
things in the air and an odor of per- 
fume on the warm breeze. There 
is. activity on the part of the bird 
folk, suggestive of the season of 
nesting and the rearing of their 
young. As I pass a mossy, over- 
hanging bank I startle a flock of 
juncoes into flight. They have been 
feeding upon the seeds of the hard- 
hack and are doubtless preparing for 
their northern flight. They perch 
upon the limbs of the trees, where I 
catch a gleam of their white bills and 
slate-colored heads. 

As I travel along the trail I miss 
my winter friends, the chickadees, 
sap-suckers, and jays. They are 
doubtless farther away in the swamp, 
or else have migrated to cooler climes. 
I leave the woodland path and follow 
a road which leads past a deserted 
farmhouse. The dull gray walls look 
sad and forlorn. Ruin is depicted on 
the decaying sheds and fences, and 
the broken and unfastened windows. 
A pair of robins have constructed 
their nest on the jet of the dis- 
mantled shed. 

I cross the wornout fields where the 
water oozes forth from the thin soil, 
or stands in dirty pools in the hol- 
lows. I climb the pasture hill. In 
the distance are the rugged peaks of 
the White Mountains, with a dainty 
tracery of snowdrift that sparkles in 
the sunshine. Below is the flooded 
valley, with groups of alders and 
stumps of decayed cedars standing 
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wooded hill and cross an open field, 
bordered by ah old rail fence. I 
climb over the fence and find myself 
on the verge of the flooded river. 
The outline of the river can be dis- 
cerned by the fringing border of wil- 
lows, now half covered by the rapidly 
flowing stream . A flock of birds come 
flying down the valley. They alight 
on the willows and begin an incessant 
chatter. They are blackbirds, on 
their northern pilgrimage. Some fly 
away from the trees and, finding a 
grassy hilltop which barely pierces 
the water's flow, they search for food. 

A boat is tied close by. I untie 
the rope and, taking the oars, I row 
about the flooded meadow. Then I 
paddle into the swamp. I let the 
oars rest in the oar-locks and drift 
at will among the stumps of dead 
trees and dwarfed cedars. 

I perceive a motion in the midst of 
the swamp. I look intently, but all 
is quiet. Again I see a movement as 
of a dark colored bird. I look very 
carefully this time, and I can dis- 
tinguish a brown, sticklike stub, as 
of an alder branch. More careful 
inspection and I can see the bright 
eyes of a meadow-hen. I move the 
oars against the boat, and she rushes 
to a safer retreat. Again I move the 
oars and she scurries away. The 
blackbirds chatter in the alders and a 
wild duck seeks refuge in rapid 
flight. Kingfishers shriek from their 
perches on cedar stubs and a partridge 
drums on an upland log. 



I row across the bay of the lake and 
land my boat on the sandy beach. I 
fasten it securely to a tangled tree- 
root. Then I climb the sandy bank 
which is sparsely covered with thin 
grass and clumps of dwarfed bushes. 
As I walk along the bank a sandpiper 
rushes away, with a loud cry, and 
sails over the water in his curious 
flight. I look carefully about and I 
find a cleverly concealed nest of dried 
grasses, beneath a dwarfed bunch of 
willows. Three large, speckled eggs- 
lie in the hollow of the nest, I walk 
away toward the woods. Boat sails 
can be seen in the distance, and 
flocks of water birds, as if in play, 
race past. 

The pine woods are near, and I 
follow a well worn trail which leads 
among them. The path winds among 
the trees in an intricate maze. It 
passes by a large rock, or a mossy 
knoll, with trails of evergreen hang- 
ing from it. Presently I reach a 
rocky pasture, where clumps of shriv- 
eled sweet fern are interspersed with 
the slender spirals of the hard-hack. 
I follow the sandy road toward a 
remote farmhouse and open the bars 
at the end of the lane. Two clusters 
of lilac bushes on either side of the 
gateway are heavy with masses of 
purple bloom. Their perfume lies 
heavy upon the evening air. I un- 
latch the gate and pass up the narrow 
garden walk, bordered by old fash- 
ioned flowers. It is my home and the 
end of the trail. 



DO NOT WORRY SO 

By Georgie Rogers Warren 

Slowly I have learned not to hurry, not to- worry, 

Surely I have learned it is better so — to go slow — 

For, you know, there's such a little way to go. 

Truly I have learned all this, 

And much I would not miss 

That you can know; 

So do_not worry — and go slow — 

There's such a little way to go. 



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COL. CHARLES SCOTT 

Col. Charles Scott, long a leading citizen 
•of Peterboro, died on March 12 at the home 
of his daughter, Mrs. L. G. Smith, in Bronx- 
ville, N. Y., where he had resided, with his 
wife, for the past eleven years. 

He was born in Peterboro. April 14, 1829, 
the son of William and Phylinda (Crossfield) 
Scott and great-grandson of Maj. William 
Scott of Revolutionary fame. He received 
only a common school education, but was 
himself a teacher in youth, and afterwards a 
clerk in different Peterboro stores. At 
twenty-three he became proprietor of the 
Peterboro Transcript which he published 
three years and then sold, having received a 
commission as deputy sheriff, which position 
lie held for some time, and was afterward, for 
three successive five-year terms, sheriff of 
Hillsborough County. 

He enlisted in the Union service in the 
Civil War, going out as major of the Sixth 
New Hampshire Regiment; was promoted to 
lieutenant-colonel, in 1SG2, but was taken 
ill with malarial fever and placed in a hospital 
at Newport News. When convalescent, 
with a large party, he started up the Potomac 
■on a steamer which was sunk in a collision, 
.and nearly all on board drowned, he escaping 
with a few others by clinging to the smoke- 
stack of the sunken vessel. The exposure 
and strain brought on a relapse resulting in 
severe nervous prostration, from the effects 
■of which he never fully recovered. 

Colonel Scott was always interested in 
"military affairs, was a member of the old 
Peterboro Light Infantry, and a member and 
two years commander of the Peterboro Cav- 
alry. 

He was a Republican in politics, repre- 
sented his town in the legislature in 1876, 
1891 and 1893, and his district in the State 
Senate in 1897. He was also police justice 
for Peterboro from 1892 till disqualified by 
the age limit. He was president of the Peter- 
boro Historical Society, a member of Peter- 
boro Lodge, I. O. O. F., and a Congrega- 
tionalism As a citizen he was most public 
spirited and a leader in all good works. 

He is survived by a wife, and a daughter, 
Mrs. L. G. Smith. 

GRANVILLE P. CONN, M. D. 

Dr. Granville Priest Conn, for many years 
a leading physician of Concord and the state, 
died at the home of his son in Wayne, Pa., 
March 24, at the age of eighty-four years. 

Doctor Conn was born in Hillsborough, 
January 25, 1832, and was educated at 
Norwich (Vt.) University and Dartmouth 
Medical College, graduating from the latter 
in 1856, and being the last survivor of the 
class at the time of his death. He practiced 



first in Randolph, Vt., and in 1802 went out 
as assistant surgeon in the Twelth Regiment 
Vermont Volunteers for service in the Civil 
War, at the close of which he settled in prac- 
tice in Concord, where he continued till his 
retirement about two years ago, when he went 
to Pennsylvania to pass his remaining days. 
He was eminently successful in his profes- 
sion, and enjoyed a state-wide reputation. 
He was active and prominent in the organi- 
zation and work of the Concord and State 
Boards of Health and was president of the 
latter, from its organization, for a long series 
of years. He was secretary of the New 



Hampshire Medical Society from 1869 till 
1914, except for the years 1880 and 1881, 
when he was vice-president and -president, 
respectively. He was city physician of 
Concord from 1872 to 1876, and United 
States pension examiner from 1877 to 1881. 
He was also for a long time surgeon for the 
Boston & Maine Railroad. He held member- 
ship in the American Medical Association, 
the Medico Legal Society of New York, and 
the International Association of Railway Sur- 
geons, the Masonic Fraternity, and the 
Society of Colonial Wars, and had long been 
medical director of the New Hampshire 
Department, G. A. R. He was lecturer on 
hygiene in Dartmouth Medical College from 
1886 to 1S96, professor from 1896 to 1909, 
and professor emeritus from the latter date. 
He received the honorary degree of A.M. from 
Norwich University in 1881. He edited and 



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compiled a volume of biographies of New 

Hampshire Surgeons in the' Civil War. 

He married at East Randolph, Yt., May 
25, 1869, Helen M. Sprague, who died in 1914. 
Their two sons were Frank W. Conn, de- 
ceased, and Charles F. Conn, Dartmouth, '87, 
now of Pennsylvania, an engineer and at one 
time treasurer of the Boston Terminal Com- 
pany. 

ASA WALKER, U. S. X. 

Rear Admiral Asa Walker, U. S. X., re- 
tired, a native of the town of Milton in this 
state, died at Annapolis, MdL, March 7, 
where he had made his home since retirement 
in 1908. 

He was born Xovember 13, 1S45, the son 
of Asa T. and Louisa Walker, who removed to 
Portsmouth in his childhood, where he was 
educated. He was appointed to the Xaval 
Academy at Annapolis in 1862 and graduated 
in 1866. He became an ensign on March 12, 
1868; a master on March 26. 1869; a lieuten- 
ant-commander on December 12, 1884; a 
commander on April 11, 1S94; a captain on 
September 9, 1899, and rear admiral on Jan- 
nary 7, 1906. 

Before taking command in the Spanish- 
American War of the U. S. S. Concord, on 
which he took part in the battle of Manila 
Bay on May 1, 1S98, he was stationed at the 
Xaval Academy for four periods, part of the 
time as instructor. For his part in the battle 
of Manila he was advanced nine numbers for 
"eminent and conspicuous conduct in battle." 
He was on dutv at the Xaval War College at 
Xewport, R. L, 1899-1900. 

Admiral Walker was a member of the 
Xaval Exannning Board, 1900-01, and com- 
manded the L r . S. S. San Francisco Januarv 
2, 1902, to Xovember 21, 1903. He served 
as a member of the General Board from Jan- 
uaiv-, 1903, until Xovember of that year and 
had" command of the V. S. S. Wabash the 
next two years. He was appointed superin- 
tendent of the Xaval Observatory at Wash- 
ington on February 28, 1906. 

He retired from the service Xovember 13, 
1907, having attained the age limit of sixty- 
two years. 

He is survived by his second wife and one 
son, Dr. Wallis G. Walker of Portsmouth. 

HOX. C. W. WILDER 
Christopher W. Wilder, a prominent resi- 
dent of Conway and a leading citizen of Car- 
roll County for many years, died at. his home 
in that town, on December 19, 1915. 

He was born in Lancaster, Mass., January 7, 
1829, but removed to Conway, with his parents, 
in infancy, and there spent his life. He was 
much in public affairs, holding various town 
and county offices, representing his town in 
the legislature and serving for five years as 
judge of probate, by appointment of Governor 
Weston. Politically he was a staunch Demo- 
crat and was prominent in the councils of his 



party in county and state for many years. 
He transacted much business in the line of 
settling estates; but his life work was the 
management of the Conway Savings Bank, 
which was chartered through his efforts in 
1869, and to which he thereafter chiefly de- 
voted his attention. In religion he was a 
Swedenborgian, but was an attendant and 
liberal supporter of the Methodist Episcopal 
Church. 

He married, Xovember 25, 1852, Sophia 
Greenwood of Bethel, Me., who died some 
time ago, as have their three children, but 
several grandchildren survive, among whom is 
I.ievi X. Quint of Conway. 

CHARLES GILLIS 

Charles Gillis,^, long a prominent citizen 
and for some time a hotel-keeper of Brad- 
ford, and formerly of Hillsborough, died at 
his residence in the former town, February 
8, 1916. 

He was a native of Francestown, born 
October 5, 1839, and educated in the common 
school and David Crosby's famous academy 
at Xashua. He served in the Eighth Xew 
Hampshire Regiment in the Civil War, was 
with General Butler at Xew r Orleans, and 
with Sheridan during the Wilson Raid in 
Virginia, and the Luray Valley expedition. 
He was present at the execution of the con- 
spirators in the Lincoln assassination. He 
conducted the St. Charles Hotel at Hills- 
borough Lower Village, ten years after the 
war, and the Raymond House in Bradford 
for twenty-four years, up to its destruction 
by fire in 1897. 

He was twice married: first to Augusta 
King of Xashua, and, after her decease, to 
Anna H. Robbins of Hillsborough. He was 
a man of keen wit, and decided opinions, a 
warm friend and a public spirited citizen. 

WILLIAM H. VICKERY 

William H. Vickery, long a leading druggist 
and prominent citizen of Dover, died at his 
home in that city, March 10, 1916. 

He was born in Dover, February 16, 1839, 
and had always resided there, entering the 
drug business in 1864, and continuing through 
life." 

He represented his ward in the legislature 
two terms in the '70s, and was a member of the 
School Board from 1884 until 1894. He was 
a member of the Advent Church. 

He leaves a wife, three sons, James E., 
Charles W. of Juneau, Alaska, and Harris K. 
of Cleveland, Ohio, and two daughters, Mrs. 
J. J. Eden of Xewburg, X. Y. and Mrs. Paul 
V. Lockwood of Portsmouth. 

COL/ EVERETT O. FOSS 
Everett O. Foss, a long time newspaper cor- 
respondent of Dover, and active politician for 
many years, died in that city March 1. He 
was a native of the town of Strafford, born 
December 24, 1830. He was employed in 



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youth in the office of the Morning Star, a 
Free Baptist paper published in Dover; but 
removed to Minnesota in early manhood, 
where, in 1857, he established and edited the 
Courier, at St. Peter, and was appointed a 
colonel on the staff of Governor Medary of 
that state. Returning to Dover, in 1S61, he 
established the Daily Union, a morning paper. 
in that city, which was short lived, but gave 
the people of the city the first news of the 
shooting of Colonel Ellsworth at Alexandria. 
Colonel Foss traveled much, and held the 
distinction of being the only man to witness 
the assassination of both Presidents Lincoln 
and Garfield, and narrowly missed being pres- 
ent at that of President McKinley. He was 
a public spirited citizen, and initiated and 
aided in carrying out many important local 
enterprises. He was also greatly interested 
in historical and genealogical matters. 

CAPT. WILLIAM F. WILEY 
William F. Wiley, born in Conway, N. H., 
January 3, 1S3^, died in Peabody, Mass., 
February 17, 1916. 

He was educated at Fryeburg, Me., and 
removed to Salem, Mass., when twenty years 
of age, where he was in business, and was a 
member of the Salem Light Infantry, which 
.was Company A of the Seventh Massachu- 
setts Regiment before the Civil War; at the 
outbreak of which he enlisted in the L'nion 
Service. He served first in the Eighth Mas- 
sachusetts Volunteers and, later, in the 
Twenty-fourth, and was mustered and, at the 
close of the war, as a Captain. 

He then engaged in the leather business at 
Peabody, where he continued. In 1900 he 
was appointed postmaster by President Mc- 
Kinley and held the office until 1912. He 
was a Mason, an Odd Fellow and a past com- 
mander of Union Post, No. 50 G. A. R. 

GEORGE E. AIKEN 
George Edward Aiken, a native of Goffs- 
town, N. H., born January 1, 1834, died in 
the Mount Vernon Hospital, New York, 
March 3, 1916. 

Mr. Aiken was a graduate of Amherst Col- 
lege, of the class of 1857, and had been promi- 
nent in musicai circles in New York and Bos- 
ton for more than fifty years. He had charge 
of the music at the funeral of -ex-President 
Ulysses S. Grant. 

WILLIAM R. BRACKETT 

William Ross Brackett, born in Littleton, 
November 24. 1842, died in Plymouth, 
March 1, 1916. 

Mr. Brackett was engaged in railway serv- 
ice nearly all his active life, and was well 
known to the traveling public in northern 
New Hampshire. He was a clerk in the office 
of the old Boston, Concord & Montreal Rail- 
road, for several years, and later, from 1864 
to 1884, general ticket agent. Subsequently, 
for some years, he was general baggage agent 



of the Boston & Maine, in Boston, leaving the 
railroad service to go to Littleton to care for 
a wealthy uncle. Cephas Brackett, from whom 
he inherited a fortune, retiring, afterward, 
and living quietly at Plymouth. 

He leaves a wife, Ella Stearns, daughter of 
the late well-known railroad man, Wilbur 
(Webb) Stearns, and a daughter, Lucy 
Stearns, wife of Harry Merrill of Littleton. 

FRED LEIGHTON 

Fred Leighton, born in Concord. January 
25, 1857, died in Webster, March 5, 1916. 

Mr- Leighton was a son of the late Calvin 
Leighton, was educated in the old Wash- 
ington Street Grammar School in Concord, 
and, at an early age, entered the office of The 
People newspaper, to learn the printer's trade. 
He continued in connection with the estab- 
lishment, with which the Patriot was subse- 
quently merged, working as compositor and 
foreman, until after the establishment of the 
Daily Patriot, when he was soon assigned to 
duty as city editor, which position he held 
till 1909, when he transferred his services to 
the Monitor office, where he held a similar 
position till death, which came suddenly from 
apoplexy while on a visit to his wife, who was- 
then in a Webster sanitarium. 

For may sessions, Mr. Leighton had re- 
ported the proceedings of the New Hamp- 
shire legislature for the papers which he 
served, and in this capacity, as well as in that 
of city editor, and reporter for various other 
journals, he gained a wide acquaintance and 
a large circle of friends, as well as a reputa- 
tion for faithful and conscientious work un- 
surpassed in the profession. 

Mr. Leighton was united in marriage 
September 20, 1887, with Miss Irene Harnden 
of Groton, Mass., then a compositor in The 
People office, who survives, with one son, 
Alan, a graduate of the New Hampshire Col- 
lege and Cornell University in the depart- 
ment of chemical enginering. 

REV. GEORGE S. ROLLINS, *D. D., 
Rev. George S. Rollins, D. D., born in 
Franklin, N. H., April -28, 1864, died in 
Springfield, Mass., April 13, 1916. 

His parents died when he was quite young- 
and he was .adopted by a family in Canter- 
bury and reared on a farm, which in his later 
years he acquired and made a summer resi- 
dence. He attended Monson. Mass., Acad- 
emy, for a time, labored in the South three 
years, for the American Missionary Society, 
and finally entered the Congregational Theo- 
logical Seminary in Chicago, from which he 
graduated in 1892. In 1904 this seminary 
conferred on him the degree of Doctor of 
Divinity for graduate and non-resident work 
which he had done, while largo College of 
Fargo, N. D., gave him an honorary degree in 
1902. He preached in Chicago until 1894, 
at the same time doing graduate work. From 
that city he went to Davenport, la., where he 



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remained until 1002 as pastor of thp Edwards 
Congregational Church. From 1902 to 1907 
he was pastor of the Park Congregational 
Church at Minneapolis, removing thence to 
Springfield, whore he was pastor of the Hope 
Congregational Church till death. In 1SS7 
he married Helen F. Knowlton. of Monson, 
who survives him, with three children. 

DR. ALBERT L. MARDEX 
Albert L. Marden, M. D., a native of the 
town of Epsom, born December 31, 1849, 
and a graduate of the Dartmouth Medical 
School of the class of 1S73, died at his home 
in Claremont, where be was in practice from 
1891 to 1910. and from 1914 till death, April 
2, 1916. He was first in practice in Perkins- 
ville, Vt., and for three years, from 1910, in 
Goffstown. He served in the Vermont legis- 
lature, and on the school board while in Per- 
kinsville, and was long a member of the Clare- 
mont Board of Health. 

DR. CHARLES A. DAVIS 

Charles A. Davis, a distinguished geologist, 
born in Portsmouth, N. H., September 29, 
1861, died in Washington, D. C, April 9, 
1916. 

He was the son of Lewis G., and Cyrena 
Frances (Pierce) Davis, and graduated from 
Bowdoin College in 1SS6, receiving the de- 
gree of A. M., in 1SS9 from that institution, 
and that of Ph. D., from the University of 
Michigan later. He was a teacher of science 



in the Hyde Park, 111., high school for a time, 
professor of biology in Alma College, subse- 
quently, and later still instructor in forestry 
in the University of Michigan. Subsequently 
he was employed as an expert in the U. S. 
Geological Survey, and since 1910 had been 
connected with the Bureau of Mines at 
Washington. He had done much scientific 
writing, and was a member of various scien- 
tific societies. 

CAPT. W. W. HARDY 
Captain Washington W. Hardy, who had 
circumnavigated the globe thirteen times, 
being in command of the vessel on eleven of 
these voyages, died in Dover, April 9, 1916, 

Captain Hardy was born in Chesterfield, 
March 15, 1S38, son of Thomas and Sarah 
(Folsom) Hardy. His mother was a native 
of Exeter. His grandfather, Thomas Hardy, 
was a Revolutionary soldier. For much of 
his boyhood his home was in Brentwood and 
he was educated in part at Hampton Acad- 
emy. Going to Dover with his parents 
while still a boy, he began his sea career in 
1854 and followed it forty-seven years, thirty 
years as captain. He commanded various 
ships in the China and Japan trade. He was 
a member of the Boston and Xew York 
Marine Societies, Strafford Lodge of Masons 
and St. Paul Commandery, K. T., of Dover. 
He is survived by a daughter. Mrs. Henry 
H. Folsom, and a son, Hathaway, of Seattle. 
who is in charge of a section of the United 
States geodetic coast survey in Alaska. 



EDITOR AND PUBLISHER'S NOTES 



The disappointment of the -publisher in fail- 
ing ,to bring out the promised ''Progressive 
Manchester" number of the Graxite Monthly 
at the expected time is at the least greater than 
that of any subscriber. Unexpected, delays have 
prevented the completion of the work; but it is 
hoped that it will appear in a triple number 
covering March, April and May, at no distant 
day. 

An interesting and appropriate ^exercise, 
arranged in connection with the Annual 
Meeting of the Xew Hampshire Old Home 
Week Association, Thursday, June 1, at 
the rooms of the Department of Agriculture 
in the State House is the memorial service, 
in honor of the late Ex-Governor Frank West 
Rollins, the father of "Old Home Week," and 
long time president of the society, whose 
death has occurred since the last annual meet- 
ing. ^ Xo more appropriate place for such 
service could be found, since up to the time 
of the recent enlargement of the State House, 
these rooms were occupied by the Governor 
and Council and it was there, in fact, that 
""Old Home Week" wa3 born. 



The recent announcement that the old 
house in X'orth Hampton, in which Gen. 
Henry Dearborn was born, is being torn down 
by the owner to make way for a modern 
bungalow, must have occasioned regret, if 
not surprise, in many minds. All such his- 
toric houses should be sacredly preserved by 
the state. General Dearborn was one of 
New Hampshire's most illustrious sons. He 
made a notable record as a soldier in the Revo- 
lution; was twice afterward elected to Con- 
gress; was Secretary of War in the Cabinet of 
President Jefferson, and commanded the 
U. S. Army in the War of 1812. 

The - most notable musical event of the 
season in Xew Hampshire, was the Keene 
Musical Festival, May 18 and 19. The 
chorus included some 250 voices, directed by 
Xelson P. Coffin, the most successful director 
in the state, who has created for Keene a repu- 
tation as a musical center, unequalled today 
by that of any place of its size in or out of 
X"ew England. More than a dozen of the 
most eminent soloists in the country con- 
tributed to the success of the affair. 



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JULY, 1916 



New Series, Vol. XI, No. 



THE INFLUENCE OF THE REVOLUTION ON 
THE RELIGIOUS LIFE OF AMERICA 

By Rev. Thomas Chalmers 

(Address delivered before the New Hampshire Society, Sons of American Revolution at 
the Annual Meeting, June 13, 1916.) 



It is a singular fact that the United 
States is practically the only civilized 
nation in the world in which there is 
no connection of an organic character 
between the church and the state. 
At the present time France seems to 
be in the same general position; but, 
as a matter of fact, though the French 
revolution went further than our 
own American revolution in obliterat- 
ing all state recognition of religion, 
yet it was under the consulate of 
Napoleon Bonaparte that the Con- 
cordat was adopted, July 15, 1801. 
It reestablished the church in France 
and gave to the government the right 
of appointing archbishops and bishops, 
with the consent and confirmation of 
the head of the church. The Con- 
cordat continued in force to the 
present century. Indeed France has 
not yet entirely given up the ancient 
conception that the church repre- 
sented in some sense one of the great 
functions of the state. The French 
revolution therefore did not complete 
its program so far as the separation 
of church and state was concerned. 

The English people underwent two 
revolutions in which the question of 
religion was a matter of paramount 
concern. One was the revolution 
under Cromwell, beginning in 1642, 
and the other was the revolution 
under William and Mary, in 1688. 
The revolution under Cromwell dis- 
established the Church of England, 
and gave a quasi establishment to the 
Presbyterian and Congregational 
churches in its stead, which was 
reversed under the restoration of 



Charles II. Other nations of Europe 
have undergone revolutions, but none 
of them thus far, with the possible 
exception of France, has succeeded in 
severing the organic, ancient con- 
nection between church and state. 

These preliminary considerations 
add interest to our study of the effect 
of our own revolution on the church 
life of America. The American revo- 
lution found the church and state 
with very much the same old con- 
nections as had existed in Europe. 
The colonies had their established 
church. The established church in 
New England, in all the colonies 
except Rhode Island, was Congrega- 
tional. In Rhode Island, though the 
Baptists under Roger Williams had 
the prestige of priority, the definite 
connections between church and state 
were not as clear as in the other New 
England colonies. In New England 
one of the usual first acts of a town, 
after its incorporation, was to provide 
for the erection of a church and 
maintenance of the preaching of the 
gospel. For instance the old town 
of Derryfield, now Manchester, was 
incorporated in 1751, by inhabitants 
from Londonderry and Chester. 
They had been living near the 
Amoskeag Falls for some time in 
what had been called Harrytown. 
The town of Derryfield was incor- 
porated September 3, 1751. The 
first town meeting was held in John 
Hall's Inn, three weeks later. There 
John Hail was elected first town clerk. 
The second meeting was held at the 
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the most important . vote taken at 
this meeting is recorded by John 
Hall in his characteristic and original 
chirography and spelling in the fol- 
lowing words, ''Voted twonty fore 
Pounds old tenor to be Resed to Pave 
for priehing for thies present yiear." 

In many of the towns of New 
England the church and town were 
quite completely identified. The 
people who constituted the one also 
constituted the other. The meeting 
house and the town hall were fre- 
quently adjoining, and often, in fact, 
did business under one roof. Indeed 
there are cases in New England to- 
day, as in Wareham, Massachusetts, 
w T here the church owns one half of 
the building, which is used for both 
meeting house and town hall, while 
the town owns the other half. ' In 
Amherst, N. H., the church still owns 
the meeting house, and the town owns 
the tower clock in the meeting house. 
These are relics that show the inti- 
macy of the old connection in those 
days. 

The minister was an important 
town functionary. He was not criti- 
cized then for getting into politics. 
He was in politics by the very nature 
of his office, if by politics we may 
understand an active interest in the 
practical management of municipal 
affairs and government. 

South of New England other 
denominations were in the same close 
relationship with the state. Crossing 
the line between Massachusetts and 
New York one discovers even to this 
day a noticeable difference in customs 
and appearances, due to the influence 
of the New England church on the 
one side, as in Stockbridge, Mass., 
and the Dutch Reformed church on 
the other side, in the valley of the 
Hudson. The Episcopal church was 
established in Virginia and exerted 
a marked and wholesome influence 
on the boisterous early life of that 
colony. But the nature of the church 
was perhaps not as democratic as 
that of the church in New England, 
and naturally came into a more 



uncomfortable position in relation to 
the radical and revolutionary elements 
of Virginia preceding the revolution. 
In fact the troubles of the Virginia 
commoners, with the established 
church of the colony, furnished the 
ground on which such orators as 
Patrick Henry and such philosophical 
students of government as Thomas 
Jefferson schooled themselves in the 
principles of eloquence and expression, 
which were later to exercise so 
profound an effect on the history of 
this country. 

In the first years of the eighteenth 
century a reaction set in against the 
radical Protestantism that had peo- 
pled the north of Ireland with the 
Covenanters of Scotland. The 
English government annoyed the- 
Presbyterians of Ireland with all 
manner of disabilities in the year 1704 
and following years. Marriages by 
their clergy were declared invalid; 
they were forbidden to keep school ; 
they were not allowed to hold any 
office of importance. The result of 
these petty persecutions was the 
tide of emigration of the Scotch-Irish 
to America, which lasted from 1719 
to 1782, when the Toleration xVct for 
Ireland was passed. A few of these- 
Scotch-Irish came to New England. 
One of their most important colonies 
settled near us in Londonderry, on 
ground now within the present town, 
of Derry; but a larger number settled 
in the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia. 

These Scotch-Irish settlers, driven 
from the old country, as they be- 
lieved, by the English church, were 
not disposed to look with favor upon, 
the same English church established 
in the forests of America. They 
therefore became sturdy believers in 
the principles of disestablishment. 
They became the backbone of the- 
Democratic reform in Virginia which 
furnished Thomas Jefferson with a, 
nucleus of the powerful organization 
in American political life which was. 
founded by his genius and is still 
doing business to this day. These 
Scotch-Irish were a virile and prolific: 



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race. They were one of the powerful 
influences that prepared the colonies 
for the coming church disestablish- 
ment. 

Another powerful influence was 
the preaching of George White- 
field. George Whitefield, one of the 
founders of Methodism, made re- 
peated visits to America, with his 
fervid evangelical eloquence. He 
visited Georgia in 1738; again visited 
America in 1739 and 1741, preaching 
in New England, Xew York, Georgia 
and elsewhere. He was in America 
in 1744 to 1748 and several later 
times. He visited America in 1769 
and died here, in Xewburyport, the 
following year. He was not interested 
in political philosophy, but no man 
did more to prepare the American 
people for the disestablishment of 
the church, and for the period of 
free church vigor that was to begin in 
the days that followed the revolution. 
Supported by the influence of 
Jonathan Edwards, he put new snap 
and vigor into the decadent Chris- 
tianity of the colonies, with the 
result that when the Revolution came, 
with its new and marked change of 
notions on all matters religious as well 
as political, it found the church in a 
strong enough condition to stand alone 
without the support of the state. 

Another factor in the movement 
toward separation of church and 
state in this country must be men- 
tioned. Intelligent Americans of the 
colonial days, who were accustomed 
to read the European journals, had 
been profoundly influenced by the 
writings of such men as Voltaire, 
Rousseau, Diderot, D'Alembert. 
The encyclopedists of France were the 
exponents of the French skepticism 
of the eighteenth century. Their 
publications began in 1751 and lasted 
over a period of nearly twenty years. 
They prepared the way for the wild 
religious liberalism of the French 
Revolution and the Reign of Terror, 
that also deeply influenced such men 
as Thomas Paine, and, to a less 
degree, influenced. Benjamin Franklin 



and Thomas Jefferson — apparently 
also Samuel Adams. They do not 
seem to have exercised any noticeable 
influence on George Washington. 
This was doubtless because of Wash- 
ington's more conservative tem- 
perament. But the college life of 
America was profoundly affected' by 
the French infidelity. The Revolu- 
tion therefore came at a psychological 
moment in the history of the church 
as an organic institution, dependent 
upon the state for support. During 
the years of the revolutionary struggle 
the concerns of the church were looked 
upon as minor affairs. The rescue of 
the people from the tyranny of the 
mother country was the all important 
question of the hour. The members 
of the church themselves gave time, 
energy, money for the common cause. 
Even the ministers led their flocks 
to the battlefield. These eight years 
served as a period of religious as well 
as political transition. We went into 
the period young and immature. We 
came out of it self-reliant and mature, 
if not aged. A most remarkable 
change in the political and ecclesias- 
tical thinking of the American people 
had taken place. We had been 
believers in monarchical institutions. 
We came out of it believers in re- 
publican institutions. We had been 
dependent upon the maintenance by 
the state of our religious life. We 
came out of it ready for the age-long 
adoption of voluntary principles in 
religion. 

It might seem that the church, 
having depended since the days of 
Constantine the Great on the strong 
hand of the state for its support, would 
languish and die when that support 
was withdrawn. Such a result- was 
unquestionably expected by many 
believers in the doctrines of the 
encyclopedists who did not care to 
see the church survive, because they 
looked upon it as an agent of super- 
stition. Gradually, imperceptibly, 
but swiftly, the hand of the state was 
withdrawn from the hand of the 
church. The old customary article 



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in the town warrant, "To see what has been done is clear today to any 

we shall raise for preaching;," be- man who follows the westering sun 

came almost immediately obsolete, on its way from the Atlantic to the 

Whether the church was to live or die, Pacific with an eye open to the great 

sink or swim, henceforth depended achievements of Christian devotion — 

upon its own latent, inherent energies, the churches, the cathedrals, the 

And with that terrible handicap, and Christian colleges, the academies, 

under the necessity henceforth of the seminaries and the universities 

providing every dollar for its main- that the voluntary gifts of Christian 

tenance from the voluntary gifts of America has strewn broadcast over 

its own people, and without the aid hill and vale and prairie land, from 

of one dollar from public taxation, it ocean to ocean and from the Great 

began the most colossal task which Lakes to the Gulf. 

ever confronted the Christian church Such was the effect of the revolution 

in any nation. That task was to on the religious life of America. The 

evangelize the American continent by invigorating influence and self-reliance 

means of its own spiritual resources which it brought to the religious life 

and without endowment or public of America has not been surpassed 

taxation. That task was begun in the even by the quickening power that it 

days of the revolution. It was con- gave to the political idealism of the 

tinued with a great outpouring of new great people which has been welded 

vigor in the days that followed the - into one from the scattered colonial 

revolution. And how successfully it fragments of those early days. 

Rev. Thomas Chalmers, D.D., was born in Algoma, near Grand Rapids, Mich., January 8, 
1869, son of Andrew and Catherine (Doyle) Chalmers, of Scotch-Irish stock. He gained" his 
preparatory education at the Sparta. Mich., high school, and at Ann Arbor, and graduated, 
A.B., from Harvard University in 1891, in a class that included many men w ho became eminent 
in various walks of life. Among them are Frank H. Hitchcock* late Postmaster General, 
prominent in the campaign for the nomination of Charles E. Hughes as the Republican can- 
didate for President, at Chicago; Congressman Nicholas Longworth of Ohio, son-in-law of 
Roosevelt; Robert L. O'Brien, editor of the Boston Herald, and others of equal note. After 
graduation he studied in the Universities of St. Andrews, Scotland, and Marburg, Germany. 
He was for a time Superintendent of Schools in Buchanan, Mich., later Dean of the Michigan 
Military Academy at Orchard Lake, and subsequently became pastor of the Congregational 
Church at Port Huron, Mich. In 1S99 he accepted a call to the pastorate of the First Con- 
gregational Church of Manchester, N. H., which position he has since filled to the great ac- 
ceptance of his parish. He has been chairman of the Commissioners of the New England 
Congregational Conference, and was chairman of the committee of twelve which conducted 
the successful campaign against the invasion of the State by the New York race-track trust, 
which campaign attracted wide notice, and was followed with interest by Governor Hughes of 
New York, who subsequently carried on a similarly successful campaign against the same 
interests in that State. 

Dr. Chalmers has ever been deeply interested in educational affairs, and has served several 
years on the Manchester School Board. He has been a leading spirit in the campaign against 
tuberculosis in this State, and is President of the Pembroke Sanitarium, established for 
the promotion of that cause. A Republican of progressive tendencies, he has taken an active 
interest in party affairs, and played a prominent part in two State Conventions, the first being 
that for the choice of delegates to the Republican National Convention, when an informal ap- 
peal which he made from the platform, contributed to the adjustment of a difficult situation, 
and the other the regular State Convention of 1912, over which he presided. At the election 
in November of the latter year he was chosen, from the Seventeenth District to the New 
Hampshire State Senate, was the Republican caucus nominee for President of that body, and 
took a prominent part in the legislative work of the session. 

A few weeks since Dr. Chalmers announced his candidacy for the Republican nomination 
for Representative in Congress, from the First New Hampshire District, to succeed Cyrus A. 
Sulloway now completing his tenth term of service; and, for the purpose of making an un- 
hampered canvass, has resigned his pastorate, to take effect August 31. Dr. Chalmers is a 
forcible and eloquent speaker, endowed with the courage of his convictions, and will be heard 
with effect in the primary campaign, and later, if nominated. Dartmouth College conferred 
upon him, in 1908, the honorary degree of Doctor of Divinity. 

He was united in marriage, at Columbus, Ohio, June 20, 1894, with Miss Maude Virginia 
Smith, by the Rev. Washington Gladden. 



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LILACS 

By Harriet E. Emerson 

The lilacs bloom in the old road ways, 

Where wild birds nest and sing; 
And the pink buds glow amid the green, 
And purple rings of deeper sheen 

Their fragrant cups of incense swing 

Along the old road ways. 

The lilacs bloom in gardens old, 
Among the weeds and thorns, — 
Still lavishly their perfume pours, 
In memory of bygone hours, 
When loving hands, on dewy morns, 
Tended the gardens old. 

The lilacs bloom o'er hearthstones grey, 

Where once the home-light shone; 
Through fire, and flood, and chilling blast 
Their roots, deep planted, long out-last 
The crumbling walls of wood and stone — 
O'er them the lilacs wave. 

The olden charm of the lilac's bloom 

Still woos the birds and bees; 

When the Frost King goes, through open doors 

On weary hearts spring's gladness pours; 

New hopes come wafting on the breeze 

That's sweet with Lilac's bloom. 






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LIEUT.-COL. SAMUEL H. MELCHER, M.D. 



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LIEUT. -COL. SAMUEL H. MELCHER, M.D. 

Physician, Patriot, Pioneer — A Worthy Son of the Granite State 



Into all sections of the country, 
into all professions, occupations and 
callings — wherever honorable effort 
redounds to the credit of the individ- 
ual and the benefit of the community 
and the nation, the sons and daughters 
of New Hampshire have gone, in great 
numbers, in all periods of our history, 
and have rendered notable account of 
themselves in the field of worthy 
achievement. 

Samuel Henry Melcher, a native 
of old Gilma-nton, scion of a sturdy 
race, whose father — Woodbury Mel- 
cher — was born in Portsmouth and 
served in the Town Guard there in 
the War of 1812, and whose mother, 
born Rebecca French, was the daugh- 
ter of Captain Samuel B. French of 
the New Hampshire Militia in that 
war, was one of the countless number 
of those who have gone out from the 
State to make a life-record in other 
fields of effort. 

Born October 30, 1828, he followed 
his preparatory education by the 
study of medicine at Bowdoin College 
Medical Department, Vermont and 
Dartmouth Medical Colleges, gradu- 
ating, M. D., from the latter Novem- 
ber 6, 1850. During the winter of 
1850-51 he was an interne in the city 
hospital at South Boston, Mass. 
From there he went to Hebron, N. H., 
where he -ft as for some time engaged 
in practice. April 25, 1854, he mar- 
ried Martha Ann Ranlet, daughter of 
Charles Ranlet of Laconia, one of the 
proprietors of the famous car manu- 
facturing establishment, since known 
as the Laconia Car Company. Re- 
moving to Boston, he was engaged in 
practice there, on Summer Street, 
when his only son, Charles Wood- 
bury, was born, March 4, 1857. 

During the panic of that year, he 
went, with three others, by boat, to 
Galveston, Texas, from which point 



they went as far west as San Antonio 
in search of a favorable location. 
Unable to have their trunks brought 
up from the coast, they drew lots to 
determine who should go for them. 
One by one the others drew the lucky 
number and went for the trunks; but 
as each man reached Galveston he 
took his own trunk and went home, 
leaving Melcher stranded at San 
Antonio. At last, in order to get 
away, he went, with a drove of mules, 
to St. Louis, for five dollars and his 
passage, serving as cook for the out- 
fit. Arriving at St. Louis, he had his 
trunk sent to him, and soon located 
at Potosi, Washington County, Mo., 
where he practiced medicine till the 
outbreak of the Civil War, when he 
entered the Union service as Assistant 
Surgeon of the Fifth Missouri Volun- 
teers — three-months men — May 7, 
1861, and served with his regiment 
at the battles of Carthage, Dug 
Springs and Wilson's Creek, in which 
latter conflict General Lyon, the 
Union Commander, was killed. Sur- 
geon Melcher remained on the field 
until all the other Union officers had 
left, and obtained the body of General 
Lyon from the Confederate Com- 
mander, General Price, and con- 
veyed the same to Springfield the 
same day, accompanied by a volun- 
teer Confederate escort. 

The term of service of his regiment 
having expired, he voluntarily re- 
mained in Springfield, as a prisoner, 
to care for the wounded Union sol- 
diers, brought there, of whom there 
were over five hundred. He was at 
his post in the hospital on the 25th 
of October, 1861, when Fremont's 
bodyguard, under Major Zagoni, 
made its famous charge into Spring- 
field and drove out the Confederate 
forces. On the morning after the 
encounter, Surgeon Melcher, assisted 



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by a soldier from the First Iowa, and 
another from the First Missouri Vol- 
unteers, raised the Stars and Stripes 
over the old Court house, which stood 
in the center of the square. 

In November, following. Surgeon 
Melcher removed all the Wilson 
Creek wounded to St. Louis, and in 
December, 1861, he was made Bri- 
gade Surgeon of the First Brigade, 
Mo. S. M. Volunteers. He was as- 
signed to hospital duty in St. Louis 
on the staff of General Schofield, and 
in the spring following had charge of 
the three most important hospitals in 
the city, receiving, for his efficient 
supervision of the same, a testimonial 
from the Western Sanitary Commis- 
sion, and honorable mention by the 
Surgeon General of the L T nited States. 
About this time he served as a mem- 
ber of the State Medical Board for 
examination of candidates for ap- 
pointment as surgeons of state troops. 
Later he was commissioned Colonel 
and organized and equipped the 32nd 
Regiment E. M. M., which he com- 
manded until ordered to join the 
Army of the Frontier, under General 
Schofield, as Medical Director of the 
District of Southwest Missouri and 
Army of the Frontier, and stationed 
at Springfield, where he organized the 
Medical Department, having in the 
hospitals there January 1, 1863, over 
twelve hundred sick and convalescent 
men. 

While here, on the night of January 
7, learning that the Confederate Gen- 
eral Marmaduke was approaching, 
with a large force, he offered his 
services to Gen. E. B. Brown, com- 
manding, and organized and armed 
over four hundred convalescents, and 
a company of citizens; improvised a 
battery of three old iron cannon, 
mounted on wagon wheels, and com- 
manded this force through the fight 
of the next day, which resulted in the 
repulse of Marmaduke and the salva- 
tion of the town and the heavy 
amount of supplies of the Army of 
the Frontier, there stored. 

It was during this battle that Gen- 



eral Brown had a shoulder badly 
shattered. Forty-four hours after- 
ward Surgeon Melcher removed, by 
excision, five inches of the upper part 
of the humerus, including the head 
and part of the scapula, taking out 
the bullet, and saving the forearm 
and hand, which remained in almost 
perfect condition during the follow- 
ing thirty-nine years of General 
Brown's life. This operation is 
classed as one of the first as well as 
one of the most successful operations 
of the kind on record. 

In the spring of 1863 he returned 
to St. Louis, with General Schofield, 
when he was commissioned Lieuten- 
ant-Colonel of the Sixth Cavalry, and 
assigned to duty as Acting Assistant 
Inspector General, Department of 
the Missouri, and, on recommenda- 
tion of General Schofield, continued 
in the same position under General 
Rosecrans. During the Price raid in 
Missouri, in 1864, he acted as aide on 
the staff of General Pleasanton, win- 
ning commendation for conspicuous 
gallantry and fidelity. 

His last active service was as Post 
Commander at Jefferson City. Fail- 
ure of eyesight, from injuries received 
from a shell at the battle of Springfield, 
caused his resignation, Dec. 24, 1864, 
and this injury, in 18S8, resulted in 
total blindness. 

After the war he was for a time in 
charge of the Freedman's Bureau at. 
La Grange, Tenn., and from 1870 to 
1872 in St. Louis, in charge of the L". S. 
Marine Hospital. From 1874 to 18S3, 
Dr. Melcher lived in Chicago. In 
May, 1883, a year after his marriage 
with Miss Christine Erickson, daugh- 
ter of Ole Erickson Quam, he removed 
to South Dakota (then Dakota Terri- 
tory) and located near Mitchell, taking 
up a homestead claim at Crow Lake, 
Jerauld Co., where his only daughter 
Anina Rebecca, now Mrs. John C. 
Tully, was born, September 11, 1884. 
Here he was engaged in farming, and 
in the practice of medicine, so far as 
his impaired eyesight would permit. 

Doctor Melcher was prominent in 



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the early hist or}- of the county, and 
a member of the board of commis- 
sioners by which it was organized, 
and was the first citizen to pay a tax 
in the county. In N. J. Dunham's 
"History of Jerauld County" it is 
said of Doctor Melcher that he ''was 
a man of pleasing manners, wide 
experience, cultured and possessed of 
great creative and executive ability. 
He, more than any other member 
of the board, shaped the policy that 
has been pursued by the county as 
an organization ever since." 

In 1895 Doctor Melcher was one of 
a party of eleven who went in five 
''prairie schooners" from South Da- 
kota to Lookout Mountain, Alabama. 
His subsequent years were spent in 
Chicago, Springfield, Mo., and South 
Dakota, up to 1909, when he resided 
for a time with his son at Hinsdale, 
111., and from 1910, till his death, 
August 1, 1915, with his daughter 
in Chicago. 

In 1905, accompanied by his 
daughter, he made a six months' 
visit to Mexico, going by way of New 



Orleans, Vera Cruz and Pueblo, to 
the City of Mexico and Guadalajara. 

He is survived by his son, Charles 
Woodbury Melcher of Chicago, and 
his daughter, Mrs. John C. Tully of 
La Grange, 111., also by a brother, 
Hon. Woodbury L. Melcher, ex- 
Mavor of Laconia, and a sifter, 
Rebecca F., Mrs. Philip A. Butler, of 
Merrimacport, Mass. 

Doctor Melcher was initiated in the 
I. O. O. F. February 10, 1S52; was a 
member of the Grand Lodge of New 
Hampshire 1853-4; received the 
Royal Purple degree, in Penacook 
Encampment, No. 3, Concord, August 
14, 1854; affiliated with St. Louis 
Lodge, No. 5, by card from the Grand 
Lodge of New Hampshire, January 
7, 1871, and received the fifty year 
Veteran Jewel of the Order, from the 
Sovereign Grand Lodge in May, 1904. 
He was a life member of Class A, 
U. S. Grant Post 28, G. A. R. Chicago; 
a member of the Society of the Army 
of the Frontier, and a Companion 
of the Military Order of the Loyal 
Legion of the L'nited States. 



DARK DAYS 

By B. B. P. Greene 

Days of shadow, spitting rain, with heavy dampness in the air; 
Fitful gusts of angry wind the bare old branches rend and tear. 
My sinking soul's submerged, and heavy with dull despair; 
Weighted with the murky wetness of the moaning, sighing air. 

Like the Sabian I love the singing brightness of the sun, 

The mystery of the glow where its silver splashes show 

Through twisted, gnarled old trees, and the springing quivering leaves, 

As the moon makes fairy dances under tangled swaying branches, 

Swinging as the breezes blow; light and shade in witching motion, ceaselessly 

they play. 
Shining beams across the water, in a glorious pathway gleams; 
"Watching stars that laugh above — each a twinkling face it seems — 
Sun, and moon and stars on high (give for rain the falling dew), 
Old world, it is the cheery brightness I am worshiping in you. 



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NEW HAMPSHIRE'S INVITATION 

By Martha A. S. Baker 

Would you spend the summer days 
Where the cooling breezes blow, 

'Neath the shadow of the hills, 
Whence the sparkling waters flow? 
Come to New Hampshire. 

Would you view the mountain heights, 
When the evening shadows fall, 

When like sentinels they stand, 
Silent, steadfast, grand and tall? 
Come to New Hampshire. 

When the early morning sky, 

Gilds them with a sun-kissed light, 

When a veil of silver mist 

Half conceals them from the sight? 
Come to New Hampshire. 

Would you stand within the aisles 
Of some deep cathedral wood. 

Where the solitude but lures 

Thoughts toward God and all that's good? 
Come to New Hampshire. 

Would you seek the rocky shore, 
Hear the rhythm of the sea, 

Restless tides that never still, 
Sing their tireless litany? 

Come to New Hampshire. 

Here are rivers peaceful, still, 
Mirrors for the earth and sky: 

Placid lakes, rare gems, with which 
E'en earth's choicest ones may vie. 
Come to New Hampshire. 

Here are meadows fertile, green, 
Graceful elm and stately oak, 

Blossoms of the fairest hue, 

Woodland creatures, feathered folk. 
Come to New Hampshire. 

Here's a welcome warm and true 
For the old friend and the new; 

Stranger, come within our gates, 

Here for you a welcome waits. 

Come to New Hampshire. 



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MANSION HOUSE OF WENTWORTH 
CHESWILL 

By Nellie Palmer George 



Wentworth Cheswiil, the son of 
Hopestill and Catherine Cheswiil, 
was born in Newmarket, 1746. and 
here he lived more than three score 
years and ten, and died lamented, on 
the 8th day of March, 1817. He was 
educated at Dummer Academy, By- 
field, Mass., then as now considered 
a good school for boys. 

He was appointed Justice of the 
Peace when he was twenty-two years 
of age. About this time he was ex- 
ecutor of the estate of Deacon Jo- 
seph Judkins. In town affairs he was 
always active. He held the esteem 
and confidence of his fellow townsmen. 
He executed deeds, wills and other 
legal papers and acted as judge in the 
trial of causes. 

As citizen, judge and soldier he 
stands prominent in the history of 
Newmarket. He was selectman in 
1783, '85 and '95; assessor 1784, '86, 
7 87, '91, '97 and '99; auditor 1786, 
'99, 1801, '04, '12, '14 and '16; coro- 
ner 1786, '87; representative 1801; 
moderator 1801, '04, '07, '09, '11, '13 
and '16. In church affairs he was 
active. He signed the association test 
July 12, 1776. 

In the important town meeting, 
held in Newmarket October 20, 1775, 
it was voted to send thirty men to 
Portsmouth, under command of Lieut. 
James Hill. At that meeting Went- 
worth Cheswiil was chosen to report 
to the provincial committee at Exeter 
the proceedings of the meeting and 
receive their instructions. He was 
with the men at Saratoga under Col. 
John Langdon, who marched Sep- 
tember 29, 1777. 

I have a book from his library on 
"The Power of Parliaments," printed 
in London, 1715. It bears the book 
plate of Edward Mosley and was the 
gift of Capt. Benjamin Torry to 
Wentworth Cheswiil. Beneath the 



written names of Capt. Benjamin 
Tony, Edward Mosley, and Went- 
worth Cheswiil is a line in cypher. 

He married Mary Davis of Durham, 
September 13, 1767. Thirteen chil- 
dren were born to them, They made 
their first home near Piscassic, now 
called Moonlight Bridge. This house 
afterwards became the home of his 
son Thomas. 

He was a prosperous business man. 
He owned, at the time of his death, all 
the land bordering on the Wadley's 
Falls Road, from where now stands 
the house built by the late Edwin S. 
Carpenter, west to Moonlight Bridge. 
The large house still standing on the 
south side of the road near the bridge 
was his property and doubtless built 
by him. He owned a farm in Durham 
and was at one time joint owner with 
Benjamin Meade of the Brick House 
Estate, and property near the town 
landing. This property extended 
some ways from the river. Under the 
brick sidewalk, in front of what is now 
the Chinese laundry, is a well which 
was the west boundary mark of the 
land owned by Wentworth Cheswiil 
and Benjamin Meade. 

The house where Arthur Dearborn 
now lives was his property, and 
where for many years Martha and 
Abigail, his two youngest children, 
lived. From this house a green field 
stretched away to the house of George 
Ropelle, now I. T. George's residence, 
at Exeter Street railroad crossing. 
Through this field flowed Solon's 
Brook. There were gravestones in 
this field when I was a child. Giants 
were buried here, for we children would 
find a footstone in line with a head- 
stone twenty feet away and marvel 
that men ever grew so tall. On the 
corner opposite the Brick House, or 
Kittredge Place, a little one-story 
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Later this was a bake shop, owned by 
Nathaniel Robinson in the latter 
years of the war. Below it on Main 
Street was a two-story house with a 
front yard, filled with cinnamon rose 
bushes. Both of these houses came 
to the heirs of Went worth Cheswill. 
They were burned in the big fire. 

I wish I could describe as well as I 
can remember the old-time mansion 
house of Wentworth Cheswill. In 
this house I was born and spent my 
childhood. Eyery room in its detail 
of finish and furnishing and the cham- 
bers of the ell in their lack of finish 
is clear in my mind. I will try to de- 
scribe it as it was in 1864, when it was 
soon to be sacrificed to the modern 
ideas in the mind of the owner. 

To one who had been familiar with 
the house in the youth of its existence 
it would seem to haye fallen from its 
high estate, but the dignity, strength 
and beauty of colonial architecture 
was apparent, even when it had with- 
stood the changes of one hundred 
years. It was beautiful for situation. 
The stately elm trees in the wide 
front yard, the shrubbery and old- 
fashioned garden, and, beyond to the 
west and north, the farm, one hun- 
dred and twenty acres of orchard, 
corn field, pasture and woodland, to 
Pigeon's Hill, with its wood road 
winding through the old growth of 
pine sloping to the banks of the Pis- 
cassic. There flowed the river to the 
west, through the birches and alders, 
there the high bush blueberries grew r , 
quite to the abutments of Moonlight 
Bridge. There were oaks and walnut 
trees, straight and tall in the rocky 
pasture, and in the apple orchard the 
native fruit had a flavor all its own. 
Beyond, a stone wall, bordered by 
white bloomed locust trees, enclosed 
the graves of many Cheswills, marked 
by slate and marble stones. In the 
tall grasses, outside the front yard 
fence, grew ladies' slippers and old 
maid pinks. There, a little nearer 
the road side, stood a tall, old balm-of- 
Gilead tree, from whose branches the 
medicinal buds fell to the ground and 



were carefully gathered for the heal- 
ing of the neighborhood. There were 
four big elm trees in the front yard. 
Stone walls bounded it. Currant 
bushes grew beside the walls, and the 
green grass grew all around. 

The house faced the south, and it 
was founded upon a rock. The foun- 
dation wall of the east end of the 
house was part of the ledge. This 
low-lying ledge extended into the side 
yard. It was lightly covered with 
soil in places and chickweed, the 
children's weather prophet, lived here 
and held council on hot summer 
mornings with the weavers of webs 
upon the grass and told us if the skies 
would be cloudy or fair. The house 
looked old but not dejected. Its 
solid oak timbers had resisted decay, 
the hand-wrought nails and spikes 
held beams and boards in their 
original position, and the great chim- 
ney received the flames from the 
wide fireplaces, with as much safety 
as when they were built. Time had 
colored the house uniformly and well. 

I have never since seen a house 
with the same kind of portico. The 
front door opened upon a flat stone, 
perhaps two and one half by three 
yards. Two round wood pillars in 
each outside corner upheld the roof 
of the portico, which joined on to the 
house. From this stone floor five 
steps of stone led to the front walk 
and five steps led to flagstone walks 
which extended from the portico on 
either side the width of the house. 
The stone of these steps was cut 
smooth and shapely. In the angle, 
formed by the steps on the west, grew 
phlox, sweet william and marygold but 
on the east side only striped grass and 
rosemary would flourish. On either 
side of the front door, extending the 
width of the house, was a wall of stone, 
solidly built from the flagstone walk, 
up perhaps four feet or higher. This 
was doubtless the foundation wall. 
It projected from the house and was 
topped with a slanting roof not more 
than two feet wide. This roofed 
wall seemed a part of the house. A 



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trick of our childhood was to walk this 
slanting roof without falling off. 
Easy enough when we could clutch 
at the window casings but difficult in 
the spaces between. The front door 
was heavy and wide and the latch 
lifted with a brass handle. There 
were two windows above and below, 
on the west side of the front door, and 
one window in both stories, on the 
east side. These windows were small- 
paned and fitted with inside shutters 
or blinds of panelled wood, in two 
sections, so half or all the light could 
be excluded. 

The front hall was square," with a 
high closet built in the wall east of 
the stairway. Under this closet a 
table stood, covered with a red woolen 
tablecloth, the flowered figure of 
which was in black. The big Bible 
always had its place here. The 
wainscoting was after the manner 
of the times. The stairs were of 
easy ascent with here and there a 
broad stair to accomplish the curve. 
The rooms were lofty, for the time 
when the house was built. Well 
finished, huge beams ran horizontally 
through the ceiling of the rooms and 
in the outside corners were upright 
beams, which gave an appearance of 
solidity and strength, that did not 
detract from the beaut)' of the room. 

Our parlor was real good. We 
children felt proud of it. The win- 
dows were hung with curtains that 
rolled up half way and were tied with 
red cord and tassels. Over these 
were white muslin curtains, embroid- 
ered. The carpet was large figured, 
red and green. The high-backed sofa 
and chairs were of black haircloth. A 
whatnot stood in the corner with a 
lot of new little things on it and some 
beautiful shells that our Captain 
Uncle brought from over-seas. The 
mahogany framed mirror and the big 
picture of Shakespeare and his friends 
hung on the wall. We had oriental 
pictures. Few people had them any- 
way. They were something new. 
We had David's Harp on a blue 
groundwork, on either side of which 



were flowers and yellow glittering 
steps leading up to the harp. There 
was a bouquet of roses and a wreath 
of flowers on white backgrounds. 
These hung in frames, on either side of 
David's Harp. All of these pictures 
were painted with transparent paint, 
and the crinkled tinsel behind them 
made them look different from natural. 
Father made the frames for them, 
then they were spread over with 
putty; and peas, beans and corn were 
laid on them in patterns; and mus- 
tard seeds covered the putty in the 
spaces, and then black varnish made 
them lovely. Folks used to go a 
visiting for the afternoon or to spend 
the day very frequently in those days. 
So mother used to pull the shutters 
in the parlor and we wouldn't go in 
the room unless it was when mother 
wanted us to be there. 

The living room was on the other 
side of the front entry. In this room 
there was a bow cupboard built in 
the east corner. The upper half was 
oval at the top, and the door had many 
small panes of glass. Here mother 
kept all her best china and glass 
dishes, including the caster with its 
shining cruets and the spoon holder 
and its contents. In the lower half 
of the cupboard the door was panelled. 
The wide shelves held Britannia ware 
and on the floor of this cupboard were 
brown jars, containing company fruit- 
cake and special cookies. In a large 
frame by the front window hung the 
picture of a tree, with long roots 
and branches, and on the branches 
were names instead of leaves. This 
picture was the puzzle of my child- 
hood. Then there was the picture 
of Daniel O'Connor, the Irish patriot, 
I remember his coat was very short 
waisted. Over the Green Mountain 
stove on the mantel shelf were oil and 
fluid lamps. The wicks in the little 
upright tubes at the top were cov- 
ered by day with tiny pewter ex- 
tinguishers, which hung by small 
chains from the top of the lamp. 
Between these lamps stood a mot- 
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a recognition of good behavior we 
were permitted to raise the lid on 
the cow's back and fill her with milk 
which we poured from her mouth when 
we played party. Her tail was thrown 
gloriously over her back to form a 
handle and we had to be very careful 
not to break her tail or her horns. 

A door opened from this room into 
mother's bedroom, and under the 
fourposted bed was a trundle bed for 
the smallest children Beyond this 
bedroom and two steps up was the 
bedroom for the older children. 

The winter dairy room opened from 
the kitchen. There were shelves on 
one side; two square windows on the 
other. Here stood the dasher churn 
and the cheese press. 

The kitchen was very large and 
doors opened from it into the west 
bedroom, the living-room and parlor 
and the long ell entry. The fire- 
place and its belongings occupied all 
of the south end of the kitchen, ex- 
cept an entrance way to the parlor, 
on one side of the chimney, and on 
the other to the living-room. These 
jogs in the wall were as long as the 
chimney was deep. The chimney 
cupboard was in the wall on the par- 
lor side and on the east side of the 
fireplace was the brick oven. The 
uneven hearth extended into the room, 
I should say ten or twelve feet. The 
stove stood on this hearth and con- 
nected with the chimney by a long 
funnel. We used to play catch and 
run freely between the stove and the 
brick oven and in front of the blazing 
logs without danger. Into the great 
fireplace a grown man could have 
walked without stooping, and looking 
up have seen the stars at mid-day. 
In cold w r eather the stove and fire- 
place doing their level best could not 
remove the frost from the kitchen 
windows. The big and little cranes 
in the chimney did duty on special 
occasions, but they had retired from 
active service some years before I was 
born. The dresser occupied the east 
side of the kitchen wall with a cup- 
board built in at either end. There 



were three shelves above the wide 
lowest shelf, and a space below the 
wide shelf, between the cupboards, 
was raised a step from the floor. This 
was a lovely place for a play house, 
and here we watched with safety the 
delightful process of washing and 
sanding the kitchen floor. This floor 
did not sag but its wide boards were 
worn uneven by long use and the 
highbacked wooden rocking chairs 
managed by the children would make 
good time in a trip around the room. 
Three windows flooded the room with 
sunlight, and, as I write, I see the old 
room and can hear the echo of 
" Charming Nellie Gray, they have 
taken her away," and that other mem- 
ory of mother's voice, ''There's a 
land of pure delight, where saints 
immortal dwell." 

The kitchen opened into the ell 
entry. At the east end of the entry 
was the door to the summer dairy. 
Stone steps led down to a room whose 
walls and floor and shelves were 
stone. In summer the pans of milk 
stood here, gathering cream for the 
churning. We children took turns at 
this, and no cheating. We watched 
each other well. 

We were interested when the tin 
peddler came around and mother 
would buy new tin pans with flaring 
sides for the milk. We would stand 
around the cart and see all the treas- 
ures of the outfit. The brooms that 
flanked the cart on either side stood 
straight like heralds and we saw them 
coming over the bridge and would 
run with the message, "The tin ped- 
dler is a-coming." 

On the north side of the ell entry 
there were three doors. One led to 
the scullery, an unfinished room, 
from wdiose beams in October hung 
my father's chief agricultural pride. 
In jackets of canvas, cut in sections 
like the cover of a baseball, sewed and 
laced, were squashes, without spot 
or blemish, and of unusual size; and 
if father ever boasted about his 
squashes I know he could deliver the 
goods. A big dresser and sink fin- 



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ished the north wall of the scullery. 
There was a window in this room, and 
the big back door had long hand- 
wrought hinges, a latch almost as 
long as the door, fastened with a bar. 
It opened on a flat stone, from which 
three other steps reached the ground. 
A smooth, flat rock nearby was 
called the horse block. 

Two other rooms opened from the 
ell entry. The one nearest the end 
door of the ell was father's work 
shop. Here was the low shoe- 
maker's bench, with a canvas seat, 
where our shoes were mended, and 
here was a high horse, almost a really 
truly one. We could put the reins 
around its neck and ride astride or a 
side saddle, and if we could manage 
to reach the stirrups we could make 
the top of his head open and shut. 
On this the farm harnesses were 
mended with long thread called 
" waxed ends." 

The other door from the entry led 
to the wood room. It seemed a far 
road from the big woodshed in the 
barn to this place of direct supply. 
Both of these rooms were finished and 
the walls were colored a light yellow. 
Doubtless they were bedrooms for the 
Cheswills of other days. 

Up the back stairs, from the scul- 
lery, we could look from the north 
chamber window over the barn to the 
woods of Pigeon's Hill. In this un- 
finished room were spread the wal- 
nuts to ripen. Popcorn traces hung 
from the beams. Here were stored the 
winter supply of dried apples, rims 
of dried pumpkin, blackberries, blue- 
berries, and sweet corn. It was a 
double chamber without the door. 
In the other room hung bundles of 
motherwort, thoroughwort, spear- 
mint, catnip, wormwood and mullen, 
with smaller bundles of gold thread, 
pennyroyal, sage and bay leaves — 
a sort of medicine room, as necessary 
in the' household as the pills and pel- 
lets of today. 

There was one other unfinished 
room. Here were the white inner 
husks from the corn, selected with 



care for the renewing of the beds. 
There were bags of feathers for the 
same purpose, and there were coarser, 
yellower husks for braiding into mats 
for the kitchen and back entry doors. 
Looking up from this room you could 
see only the great chimney which 
occupied the center of the dusky at- 
tic. Half way up the stairs, like an 
unset gravestone, stood a church pew 
door. It was painted white and 
numbered sixteen. It had been ex- 
communicated and somehow found 
a place there. The chimney was so 
wide and the attic so dark that 
number sixteen seemed like a ghostly 
sentinel, guarding mysteries be}'ond, 
which we children had no desire, to 
probe. 

In the front chambers the beams 
were in the ceiling, overhead, and in 
the outside corners. In the west 
room four windows looked to the south 
and west. The open fireplace was not- 
very large, and nearby a door opened 
into a dark smoke room, which was a 
part of the big chimney. Here were 
cranes for the hanging of the hams. 
The boards of the floor were wide and 
smooth and yellow with paint. In 
the other chamber the walls were pa- 
pered. Paper curtains w r ere rolled 
and tied half way up the windows, 
dividing horizontally a wonderful 
picture which seemed to be related or 
connected by incident or location 
with the big fire board which closed 
the fireplace. Upon it were castles 
and bridges and swimming ducks. 
The mahogany bureau, lightstand and 
table, the fourposted bed with its 
spread and valance, the home-made 
carpet of dark-colored cloth, with 
bright-colored designs appliqued upon 
it, are well remembered. In a nar- 
row frame on the walls hung the 
weeping willow where the weeping 
lady stood by the grave, the stone of 
which was marked "In Memoriam." 
There were companion pictures. The 
little girl in red dress and pantalets 
gazing fondly at a lady whose curls 
were held in place by a high backed 
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tion, "This is Mamma." The com- 
panion picture, "This is Papa,'' 
hung nearby. Napoleon Bonaparte, 
in characteristic pose, looked from the 
opposite wall. 

The best chamber bedroom was not 
a bedroom at all. Here were brass- 
studded hair-covered trunks, chests 
with tills at each side, hat boxes and 
bonnet boxes and big round covered 
baskets. In this room our best 
clothes were hung in the closets, 
along with mother's wedding dress 
of changeable silk, with its high waist 
well boned, low neck and flowing 
sleeves all trimmed about with tiny 
shell trimmings of silk. There was a 
dark blue velvet cape and lace ker- 
chiefs and collars, and a brown 
beraige bonnet, wired in rows, with a 
ribbon bridle in front to pull it over 
the face, hung on a nail beside a 
quilted petticoat and a pumpkin 
hood. Mother said they were old- 
fashioned. We never saw mother 
wear them. 

I have taken you through all the 
rooms of the house. I have not told 
you of the little windowless house, 
with double doors so wide that a dump 
cart could be backed into it and con- 
veniently emptied of its load into the 
cellar; of the barn which stood behind 
the house and on lower ground so that 
it was half hidden from the road; of 
the old willow tree, whose branches 
near the ground gave us access to 
limbs higher up, and from this 
vantage point we could see the tents 
go up when a circus came to town; 
of the oak grove beyond the circus 
ring; the big rocks in the walnut pas- 
ture; the rail fences, so easy to climb, 



the adventurous land where grew 
sweet flag, cat-o'-nine tails and tiger 
lilies; of the beauty of Pigeon's Hill, 
with its wealth of evergreens, bunch 
plums, pigeon and checkerberries; of 
the orchard, with the "best apple 
tree," the ''picked nose" and "striped 
apple," the tree by the carrot bed, 
"old sour apple," the tree where the 
caraway grew, and the watersoaked 
bitter sweet; the cherry trees behind 
the barn; the pear trees by the ledges; 
the sweet briar and cinnamon roses 
that grew around the square little 
house with its two small windows and 
octagonal roof, where inside there 
was "a little seat for the little wee 
bear, a middling sized seat for the 
middling sized bear, and a great big 
seat for the great big bear." Like 
the snow that rifted in under its 
sagging door these landmarks of the 
Cheswill acres have passed; but 
memory has treasured the picture of 
my childhood home, and when I think 
of the Wentworth Cheswill place, 
the present day view dissolves, and I 
see the old house, and my mother's 
garden with its phlox, sweet william, 
balsam, and morning glorys; the 
big swing on the elm tree, the barn, 
with its hiding places in mows and 
scaffold, and I sit again on the low 
ledge by the kitchen door, where with 
frightened eyes we nightly watched 
the comet, and heard our elders talk 
of war, of the dreadful crime of 
slavery, of John Brown and of his 
body mouldering in the grave; and of 
the shuddering fear, in the darkness 
of the night, to know that his soul 
was marching on. 

Newmarket, May, 1916. 



EXIT MEPHITIS 

By Bel a C ha pin 

Alas! he is gone! his probation is o'er — 

How it fares with him now I care not to tell; 

But this I will say he will feast no more 

On my little white chickens he loved so well. 

In the deep frog-pond, where the wild flag grows, 

He is taking alone unmolested repose. 



My Castle 209 

MY CASTLE 

By Delia Honey 

Looking, I saw on the scraggy height 
A castle of stone — but dim in the light — 
I tho't can I reach that mountain side 
There would I rest, and there abide, 
Away from sorrows that blight. 

At first my pathway was hard to find — 

A broken twig that was left behind, 

A footprint dim in the grasses high, 

A crushed fern here, with a torn moss nigh; 

The trail was very blind. 

But I pushed my way onward, upward, and soon 
My eyes beheld beauties, but sun had reached noon, 
And I was so weary. A mossy bank 
Was just before me, and on it I sank 
And slept, till awaked by the moon. 

I could not go further, the dews of night 

Were fast falling on me, and yet in my plight 

By the light of the moon a shelter I sought — 

A large shelving rock by some power had been brought, 

And beneath it I crept, {rusting all in His might. 

With daybreak came courage, and strength had its run 
In my veins, and I climbed till the morning sun 
Rose clear, shedding warmth and beauty bright 
Over the earth. My heart grew light, 
And I looked for my castle so dun. 

It stood high above me — a castle rare, 

Substantial and solid, no castle of air; 

The mosses and flowers and ferns grew about — 

The tree trunks and rocks somewhat lengthened my route, 

But twilight would see me safe there. 

I reached it. My castle with jewels bright 
Was filled to the utmost — a wondrous sight — 
Sweet memories, and friendships, and love untold 
The story of which can never grow old; 
And so in my search! was right. 

This castle of mine is a mind content — 
No worries, or frettings, or wishes are spent — 
For here can I muse of the long ago, 
All happy, and thankful that it icas so — 
The cycles bring with them Contentment. 



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THE ELMS OF NUMBER FOUR 

By H. E. Corbin 

Stately and silent they've stood on guard 
At their post, while a century rolled; 

Sentinels, keeping their watch and ward 
O'er the sleeping valleys fold. 

Silently waiting a foe's advance, 

As they waited in days of yore, 
When the forest aisles to the warwhoop rang, 

'Neath the elms of ''Number Four." 

What do they whisper, these grand old trees, 

Of days of the long ago, 
When only the red man's campfire gleamed 

By the river's murmuring flow? 

The white man's coming, these elms have seen, 
And they shadowed his cabin door, 

When the village streets were a forest green, 
And a king ruled "Number Four." 

And they whisper at eve of the call to arms, 

That echoed from sun to sun, 
W T hile the patriots gathered to follow Stark 

To the fight at Bennington. 

Now the Indian trail is a highway grand, 
And the king rules over the seas, 

And. the Indian whoop is a motor horn; 
That echoes beneath the trees. 

But long may they guard us, these sentinels grand, 
- . As they guarded the valley of yore, 

And staved be the vandal that strikes at our elms, 
"God r s temples" of "Old Number Four." 



THE ROSE IS QUEEN 

By Sarah Fuller Bickford Hafey 

The pasture rose, in beauty, rare, 
With odor, sweet, perfumes the air; 
In innocence, the white rose opes, 
A pure incentive, to our hopes; 
The red rose, with its heart of love, 
Is like the cooing of a dove; 
The queen of flowers is ev'ry rose, 
And lulls our hearts to love's repose. 






OLD NO. 4 CHAPTER, D. A R 

By Miss S. Abbie Spooner 



On February 9, 1910. a number of 
ladies interested in the formation of a 
Chapter of the Daughters of the Am- 
erican Revolution in Charlestown, 
gathered at the home of Mrs. F. W. 
Hamlin, on Elm Street in the village, 
to meet Mrs. Charles Clement Abbott 
of Keene, then State Regent of the 
New Hampshire D. A. R. 

Mrs. Abbott presented, in a charm- 
ing manner, the work of this great 
organization of female descendants 
of the patriots of 1776, and gave all 
desired information as to its constitu- 
tion and by-laws. 

At the close of her address it was 
voted to organize a Chapter in 
Charlestown. Of course only one 
name appeared desirable, and the 
Chapter was then and there Chris- 
tened " Old No. 4.' 7 Under that name 
the town had begun its existence, 
and was made famous by the heroic 
defence of the fort by Capt. Phineas 
Stevens and his sturdy little band of 
thirty soldiers and settlers, on April 
9, 1747. 

At this meeting Mrs. Ada Perry 
Hamlin was unanimously elected 
Regent, and to her tact and gentle 
courtesy the Chapter owes much. 

When the organization received its 
charter there were sixteen members 
three of whom were non-residents. 
At the present time — March, 1915 — 
there are twenty members. The 
first officers of the Chapter were: 

Regent — Mrs. Ada Perry Hamlin. 

Vice Regent — Miss Sophia Abbie 
Spooner. 

Secretary — Miss Grace Ellen Hunt. 

Treasurer — Mrs. Emma Parker 
Soper. 

Registrar — Mrs. Ida Butterfield 
Walker. 

Historian — Miss Ellen L. Fletcher. 

Chaplain — Airs. Delia Perry 
Hutchins. 

These all served two years, when, 



Mrs. Hamlin declining, Miss Spooner 
was chosen Regent and Mrs. Hutchins 
Vice Regent, and Airs. Hamlin be- 
come Chaplain. 

At the annual meeting in 1914, 
Miss Spooner, having served two 
years, retired from the regency, and 
Airs. Hutchins was her successor, 
Airs. Marion Shur Wiley becoming 
Vice Regent and Aliss Spooner, Chap- 
lain, the other officers remaining the 
same. 

Five regular meetings of the Chap- 
ter are held each year, on the first 
Wednesday of alternate months, from 
October to June. These meetings are 
helpful and interesting. Papers on 
local history have been prepared and 
read; also papers on Conservation, 
Indian Legends and the early history 
of Maryland. 

The Chapter decorated with flags 
and wreaths the graves of fifty- 
four Revolutionary soldiers, and has 
secured a considerable fund toward 
the purchase of markers for those 
graves. It has also contributed to- 
ward various objects of particular 
interest to all Daughters of the Amer- 
ican Revolution. It would highly 
appreciate the assistance of any 
descendants of the patriots whose 
names appear on the list of Revo- 
lutionary soldiers, whose graves are 
in the cemeteries of Charlestown, 
toward raising the needed funds for 
markers. 

Following is a list of names of sol- 
diers of the Revolution, whose graves 
have been located by Old No. 4 Chap- 
ter, in the cemeteries of Charlestown. 
Very few of their graves have per- 
manent markers, showing that they 
are the last resting places of men who 
served in the war for American In- 
dependence : 



Osmond Baker 
Peter Bellows 
Theodore Bellows 



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17 &-1825 
1760-1835 



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the names of the ancestors on whose 
record they were accepted by the 
National Society Daughters of the 
American Revolution: 

Mrs. Lois Hurd Albee, Concord, N. H. 

Nicholas Colby, Cutting Noyes, Nathan 
Hunt, Moses Burbank, Peter Labaree. 
Mrs. Louise Mitchell Clark, Lempster. 

Thomas Mitchell. 
Miss Lucretia E. Evans. 

John Hodgkins. Wing Spooner. 
Miss Ellen L. Fletcher. 

Ezra Jones, Henry Silsby, Lasell Silsby, 
Dr. John Bartlett, Samuel Fletcher. 
Mrs. Ada E. P. Hamlin. 

Jacob Hunt. 
Mrs. Delia M. P. Hutchins. 

Jacob Hunt. 
Miss Grace E. Hunt. 

Jacob Hunt. John Healy. 
Mrs. Stella Way Huntley. 

Timothy Putnam, 
Miss Belie A. Huntley. 

Asa Whit comb. 
Miss Clara A. Mitchell, Aeworth. 

Thomas Mitchell. 
Mrs. Isabelle York Osgood. 

Ehphalet Hastings. 
Mrs. Mary Sanderson Scott. 

Jonathan Edson. 
Miss Elsie Huntley. 

Joseph Parker. 
Mrs. Emma Parker Soper. 

Col. Benjamin Bellows, Samuel Chase, 
Capt. Peter Bellows 2d, Azariah 
Wright, Thomas Reed.- 
Mrs. Hattie Demary Spencer. 

John Demary, Solomon Rand. 
Miss Jane Olive Spencer. 

John Demary, Solomon Rand, Azariah 
Knights, Joel Matthews. 
Miss Sophia Abbie Spooner. 

John Spooner, St. Elias Hull. 
Mrs. Ida Butterfield Walker. 

- William Butterfield. 
Mrs. Marion Shur Wiley. 

Luke Swetland. 

Of these, two have married since 
joining the Chapter: Miss Belle A. 
Huntley becoming Mrs. William 
Miller, Jr., and Miss Elsie Huntley, 
Mrs. Harold Snow, whose daughter, 
Following is the charter list of Catherine, the first Chapter baby, 
members of Old No. 4 Chapter, with was born March 9, 1914. 

Note. — This article was written in 1915, and its publication inadvertently delayed. 



William Bond 


1 757-1 851 


Ephraim Carpenter 


1737-1835 


Nathaniel ChalLis 


1761-1855 


Clement Corbin 


1764-1S53 


Isaac Davis, Capt. 


1725-1776 


Isaac Farwell, Col. 


1744-1791 


Ebenezer Farnsworth 


1724-1794 


Amasa Grout 


1757-1837 


Elijah Grout, Com. Gen. 


1732-1S07 


Jonathan Grout, Maj. 


1 700-1 S54 


William Hamlin, Capt. 


1 724-1 S27 


Josiah Hart 


1748-1832 


Moses W. Hastings 


1/56-1834 


Stephen Hassam 


1761-1861 


Oliver Hastings, M.D. 


1 762-1 S23 


John Hastings, Jr. 


1 720-1 S04 


Sylvanus Hastings 


1 721-1 S07 


Wm. Heywood, Maj. and Col. 


1728-1 S03 


John Hodgkins 


1764-1S50 


Timothy Holden 


1 760-1 S33 


Jonathan Holton, Capt. 


1 743-1 S21 


Samuel Hunt, Col. 


1734-1799 


Jonathan Hubbard, Capt. 


1747-1S28 


Peter Labaree, Sr. 


1724-1S03 


Sylvanus Johnson 


174S-1S32 


Lewis Morris, Gen. 


1760-1825 


Simon Sartwell, Capt. 


1749-1791 


Samuel Stevens, Lt. Col. 


1735-1S23 


David Taylor, M.D. 


1742-1822 


Seth Putnam 


1695-1775 


Thomas Putnam 


1728-1S14 


Timothy Putnam 


1733-1817 


Abel Walker, Capt. and Col. 


1734-1815 


Seth Walker, Lieut. 


1717-1794 


Jabez Walker 


175S-1S12 


Moses Wheeler, Ensign 


1720-1S05 


Jonathan Willard, Capt. 


1744-1832 


John Willard, Capt. 


1753-1832 


Jeremiah Willard 


1 746-1 S36 


Moses Willard 


1738-1822 


Jonathan Willard, Q.M. 


1717-1799 


Joseph Willard 


1723-1799 


William Willard 


1754-1825 


Buckminster White 


1761-1S06 


All the above graves are 


in Forest 


Hill cemetery. 




At North Charlestown 


are the 


graves of 




Nathan Allen 


1760-1833 


John Adkins 


1755-1806 


Frederick Locke 


1765-1834 


Thomas Whipple 


1759-1839 


Moses Whipple 


1733-1814 






HALF-LEATHER 

By Shirley Harvey 



A bit out from the rush and hurry 
of the main street stands the city 
library. Without, all is noise and 
rattle; humanity seems intent upon 
drowning all sounds in one continuous 
roar; but within the library all is 
quiet. People move along its rubber- 
matted floors on tip-toe, and speak 
in whispers as they group about the 
magazine tables. It is an oasis of 
silence in a desert of sound; a spot 
sacred to thought amid endless con- 
fusion and babble. Up stairs, among 
the neat stacks of reference books, 
there is a little table before a tiny 
window, at which only the elect may 
sit amid the denser silence of the 
library's heart. I conceived it as 
one of the greatest honors that had 
ever befallen me when one afternoon 
the little gray-haired lady who 
watched over the destinies of the 
reference room led me back into the 
recesses of the great building. Along 
the high gallery from which I could 
see the endless line of people winding 
up to and away from the desk which 
radiated an immeasurable stream 
of books going out into the work-a- 
day world, we went, down tiny flights 
of stairs, in and out among the high 
stacks of books, and stopped at the 
table before the window. She laid 
down the great volumes that I had 
asked for, and departed, with the 
remark that I would be much more 
quiet there and might stay as long as 
I wished. 

Thereafter I sat often at the little 
table. I would enter the room, nod 
to the little lady at the desk, and 
go straight to the recess among the 
stacks, where I would find a pile of 
books waiting for me. One day I 
found that the table had another 
occupant. An old man with snow- 
white hair and beard, and a little 
stoop about his shoulders was en- 
grossed in a great leather-bound 



volume. He looked up with a smile 
as I took my place opposite him, 
wishing me good day in a hoarse 
whisper and a quick flash of greeting 
from eyes that sparkled behind heavy 
gold eye-glasses. Then he turned to 
his reading again, and I opened my 
own book. 

For many days we met thus, ex- 
changing greetings and then plunging 
at once into the depths of our own 
research. Gradually our acquaint- 
ance increased, and we talked of 
many little things concerning our 
respective work before settling down 
to silent reading. He had read much 
and variously, and seemed to delight 
in talking of the book world in which 
he lived and seemed to take such 
pleasure. Finally we reached the 
point where we began and left work 
together, and I walked with him to the 
little tenement where he dwelt. He 
generally carried a book with him, 
holding it tenderly in the crook of his 
arm as a mother holds a child. 

"I can't understand how some peo- 
ple can abuse books the way they 
do," he said to me one day as we were 
sitting together at the little table. 
It was the early part of June, and 
through the open window played a 
light breeze, thrusting in and out of 
the casement a stray tendril of the 
climbing ivy that draped the outside 
of the building. He gazed absently 
out of the window, a distressed little 
pucker about the corners of his eyes. 

"They are like human beings," he 
went on, "only they are so defense- 
less, and dumb except to those that 
care enough to interpret them. Yet 
some people throw them around, and 
bend the corners of their pages. It 
is really distressing to see some of 
the new volumes that come in down 
stairs after their first journey into the 
world. They go out new and fine, 
with a message for him who has come 



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for it; and they return broken by the 
first encounter of the conflict. They 
offer good, and receive evil. I cannot 
understand the attitude/' ' and he fell 
to caressing the back of the half- 
leather volume that he had opened and 
now held closed upon his thumb. 
He opened it again with a light sigh 
and a quick shake of his head. "I 
can't understand it," he said, and 
fell to reading, his slender finger 
following down the page, pausing now 
and then as he re-read a line here and 
there. 

One day he laid a brown paper 
parcel beside me before he took his 
own place opposite. 

"It is a little gift," he said, ''which 
I hope you will accept. You said 
yesterday that you had never read 
'Leonidas.' This is a very old copy 
that I have had a long time. It has 
served me faithfully as a friend, and 
I should be very happy to know 
that it was serving you in the same 
way. No, no, please do not thank 
me," he said hastily, as I sought to 
find words in which to express my 
gratitude — phrases that sounded 
weak and inadequate because they 
were wholly sincere. 

"I do not give it to you to be 
thanked," he went on, with his quiet 
smile lighting up his face. "You, 
who know and love books, will love 
it as I have loved it, and when you 
get through with it, you too will give 
it to another who will use it as care- 
fully, and so it will live long after us, 
and spread its light long after ours 
has ceased to be seen, and all because 
we have treated it as a friend and 
given it strength to live on." 

For many months I saw him at the 
table every day. But as summer 
gave way to fall, and fail to the 
sharper days of winter, I saw him 
less often. Finally I left town for 
several months. One day, shortly 
after my return, I paused at the 
counter of a little second-hand book- 
store, where a miscellany of old books 
was exposed for sale, and idly picked 
up a volume, turning mechanically 



to the blank fly leaf. The name that 
I saw neatly written in a small, 
smooth-running hand made me start. 
It was that of my friend of the library 
recess. I had never seen any of his 
handwriting before, but I knew in- 
stantly that it was his. It had so 
much that was suggestive of him in 
the preciseness and regularity of it, 
and in the absence of sharp angles. 
Hurriedly I bought the book, thrust 
it into my pocket, and started for 
the boarding-house where he lived. 
I knew that only the direst need could 
have driven him to sell any of his 
cherished books. 

The landlady, who answered my 
ring, looked at me blankly as I spoke 
my friend's name. 

"Oh, him," she said slowly, "he 
died two months ago. I had to sell 
his books to get my money for his 
bill. A poor lot they were, too, all 
old fashioned leather books that no 
one wants to read; the whole lot 
didn't bring enough to more than 
pay his expenses, and heaven knows 
they were small enough. The book 
folks wouldn't print the book he 
was writing," she went on, in response 
to my questioning. "I think that 
helped to kill him, though he was 
weak enough, if it comes to that. He 
was always buying books when he 
ought to have been buying food." 

"What was the book he was writ- 
ing?" I asked. "You say the pub- 
lishers refused it?" 

"Yes, sir, that was what I gath- 
ered from what he told me. I don't 
just know what the book was, but the 
publisher folks said people wouldn't 
read it, so they wouldn't print it. 
He never recovered from the shock of 
its coming back, just stopped eating 
and took to mooning around among 
his books. I sneaked one or two of 
them out when he wasn't looking, and 
sold them to buy food, which half the 
time he didn't eat. And one morn- 
ing I found him dead. The doctor 
said it was old age and despondency, 
but I guess it was mostly the last. 
Folks didn't want his book, that was 



Lake Sunapee 215 

what troubled him most. He talked I left the dingy little building and 
about it to himself a good deal before walked away up the narrow alley, and 
he died. That helped to wear him as 1 turned into the city street, the 
out, too, as I kept telling him, but he raw, cold, March blast beat sting- 
would not listen.'' ingly into my face. 



LAKE SUNAPEE 

By Laura A. Rice 

A wizard's gift from magic land 
Was dropped in bowl of silver sand, 
From mystic realms we cannot see; — 
The gem we call Lake Sunapee. 
To hide her treasure Nature tried 
With forests deep on every side, 
And draped the skies with blue and gray, 
O'er sylvan spot where jewel lay. 

The mist maid spreads her snowy veil, 
O'er wooded hill, and flower strewn dale; 
Concealed within her bosom broad 
Is sparkling gift of Nature's God. 
At morn the sun throws gilt shafts bright; 
The filmy mist lace fades from sight. 
Then w T ondrous jewel mortals see 
And call it fair Lake Sunapee. 

The glittering gem, so clear and white, 

Repeats the star-lit lantern's light; 

The moon, when sailing through the sky, 

Is crystal gazing from on high; 

She knows there is an occult power 

At midnight's witching, magic hour; 

She holds enchanter's golden key 

Of realms whence dropped Lake Sunapee. 

Within its surface, clear and deep, 
Are visions mortals see in sleep; 
Wierd dreamland pow r er, and magic spell 
Are cast o'er all w r ho near it dwell. 
The spirit, great, of forest green, 
In shimmering light, and golden sheen, 
Oh mortals, blind, can you not see, 
Guards the crystal Sunapee. 



Franklin, N. H. 



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THE SHOOTING STAR- AN INDIAN LEGEND 

By Katharine Winnifred Beane 



Each little bird had gone to its 
nest; the trees were quiet after a 
fretful day, kissed by the first beams 
of the Autumn moon. Softly the 
river wound its silver stream among 
the meadows. All was quiet save the 
occasional chirp of a cricket, or the 
distant call of the Whip-poor-will, as 
silently the veil of darkness was en- 
shrouding the land — the evening of 
an Indian summer. 

Quietly through the wooded path- 
way, spotted now and then by silver 
moonbeams, strolled Kesaw and Tal- 
lahassa — Kesaw, a brave young war- 
rior, son of a chief whose ancestors 
had ruled over the nations since the 
beginning of time; Tallahassa, the 
most beautiful of Indian maidens. 
They had gone but a little way when 
they heard a great noise. Tallahassa 
kept close to Kesaw, but he told her 
not to be afraid, as it could be noth- 
ing more than the drumming of a 
partridge, or some other bird Hying 
through the woods. 

They soon came to a little opening 
in the woods, and, looking up, Tal- 
lahassa exclaimed, "Oh, Kesaw, look!" 
He looked up, and behold all the stars 
were hanging on the trees and the 
moon sailing around keeping them in 
order. "Oh, I do wish I could have 
one of those," exclaimed Tallahassa, 
whereupon Kesaw immediately be- 
gan to climb a tree to get one. Hardly 
had he reached the first limb when to 
his amazement all the stars in that 
tree jumped into another one. Tree 
after tree he tried with the same re- 
sults, until at last all the stars were 
gently swinging to and fro on one 



tree. Almost in despair he started up 
that tree when all the stars, singing a 
chorus of beautiful music, darted back 
to their old home in the sky. 

The disappointed Kesaw came 
down the tree and found Tallahassa 
sobbing at the loss of the beautiful 
stars; but she soon dried her tears 
and they resumed their walk. In a 
short time they came to the river. 
Sitting down on the bank they 
watched the moonbeams play upon 
the rippling surface, while he told her 
stories of long ago. At last Talla- 
hassa sobbed, "Oh, Kesaw, how I 
wish you could have got me one of 
those beautiful stars." "I will try 
again if you will but give me a pin 
with which to catch a flying fish," re- 
plied the untiring Kesaw. 

Taking the pin that she had in her 
blanket, without a word, he started 
for the river, returning in a short 
time with a flying fish large enough 
for both to ride upon. "Get on, Tal- 
lahassa," he said and she quickly did 
so. He mounted behind her and at 
the same time commanded the fish to 
fly. Obeying his command it flew up, 
up, up, till at last they reached the 
stars. Kesaw now began to gather the 
brightest ones but they burned his 
fingers and he let them fall, while 
Tallahassa watched them streak across 
the sky. 

Ever after, when a shooting star 
went streaming across the heavens, 
the old squaw told the little papoose 
that Kesaw, in his search for a cool 
star to please his little Tallahassa, had 
burned his fingers again. 

Contoocook, X. H. 



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MOLLY'S PERIL 

By Theodora Chase 



In the old days, when tramps and 
automobiles were yet unknown, a 
family comprising a father, a mother 
and several daughters, lived in San- 
ford, Maine. 

The father was a farmer, and each 
daughter did what she could toward 
her own support. The oldest daugh- 
ter, pretty Molly, ardently desired 
work, as a certain visit to the city 
hinged on her earning money enough 
to. buy an outfit for the trip. 

Molly had helped the neighbors in 
busy seasons, her strength and capa- 
bility riiaking her much sought. 

But for a long time, nobody had 
asked for her services. She sat on 
this particular morning at her flax 
wheel, frowning over her work. 

Her wheel was near the open door, 
but so engrossed was she, that she 
heard no footsteps till a sharp rap 
sounded on the casing. 

She rose and greeted the stranger 
with a curtesy. He bowed in return 
and asked, "Does Benjamin Frost live 
here?" Molly answered in the af- 
firmative. "Are you his daughter 
Molly?" "Yes, sir," responded the 
girl. "Then it is you I came to see," 
rejoined the stranger. 

"I live in York Village. I want 
some one to help my wife a few weeks. 
Your neighbors recommended you 
highly. Can I engage your services? " 

Molly's heart leaped, for in an- 
ticipation, she saw herself in wonder- 
ful Boston already. Her mother was 
called, and terms quickly settled. 
After dinner, Molly's tiny bundle 
was placed in a saddlebag, and she 
and her guide set forth. In those 
innocent days no harm was thought 
of letting a young girl go away with 
a stranger, and Molly mounted to 
her pillion with a light heart. Soon 
Sanford lay behind them, and Molly 
was gazing around her with a girl's 
keen interest in new scenes. 



They left the highway, and con- 
tinued their journey through deep 
forests. Fragrant pines and hem- 
locks spread their branches above 
their heads, while moss and ferns 
rendered the horse's steps noiseless. 

Sometimes they halted by a tiny 
spring for the horse to drink and little 
bright-eyed creatures of the wood 
scurried away at their approach. 

The occasional clearings they passed 
through were gorgeous with golden- 
rod and purple and white asters, and 
old wood roads formed avenues of 
scarlet sumac in full bloom, making 
it seem as if a bit of tropical landscape 
had wandered into stern New England. 

The shadows were growing long 
and the hermit thrush was singing his 
lonely note, when the stranger, who 
had scarcely spoken since they set 
out, said brusquely, "We'll rest here." 

Molly was glad enough to dis- 
mount, being cramped and tired. 
She sat down on the cool pine needles 
to rest, noting idly that the stranger 
had not fastened his horse, but 
simply flung the reins over his back. 
To this piece of carelessness, Molly 
probably owed her life. 

The man disappeared in the forest, 
and was gone so long that the girl 
v/as just wondering what had become 
of him, when she heard a tiny snap 
behind her and looked up. Her 
blood froze as she looked, for creeping 
towards her with the stealth of a 
tiger, was the stranger, a huge clasp 
knife open in his hand, and the light 
of insanity in his eyes. Molly sprang 
up and fled among the trees. In and 
out, around and around a huge beech 
she ran, turning this way and that to 
avoid her pursuer. Once he came 
so close she felt his hot breath on her 
cheek, but she gave a sudden leap, 
and got out of his reach again. 

Molly was brave and resourceful. 
Contests with Nature made her keen 



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and quick. Her mind worked as 
she ran. 

If she could reach the horse and 
mount, she would be safe. She could 
not keep up her race for life much 
longer, and if she tripped, farewell to 
the beautiful world she loved so well. 

The thought of tripping gave her 
an idea. Suddenly she stooped and 
caught up a crooked branch from the 
ground. With a true aim she flung it 
between her pursuer's legs. He fell 
heavily. Quick as a flash, Molly 
darted to the horse, seized his bridle, 
and scrambled somehow to his back! 

Looking behind, she saw the mad- 
man was on his feet again. She gave 
the horse a sharp blow, but at his 
master's "whoa!" he stopped. With 



the rapidity of thought, Molly 
snatched a long pin from her dress 
and plunged it into his flank. The 
frightened creature bounded away, 
soon leaving the stranger far behind. 

The girl soon soothed the horse, 
apologizing tearfully for her cruelty. 
"It was to save my life, poor fellow/' 
she cried. "I'm sorry I hurt you so." 
As night was coming on, she trusted 
to the horse's instinct to take her back 
to her starting place, and she was not 
deceived, for at dawn, she found 
herself again at her father's door. 

She fell into his arms exhausted, 
and told her story. The next day 
he said kindly, "You shall have your 
visit, daughter, but you'll go away 
with no more strange men." 



A TRIBUTE TO MOSES GAGE SHIRLEY* 

By Lena B. Ellingwood 

The poet's song is hushed. Sad tears are falling, 
For one revered has passed beyond our sight. 

'Twas June, and morning birds were softly calling 
When, upward, that brave spirit winged its flight. 

"The Poet of the Uncanoonuc Mountains," 
He sang the songs of nature and of home, 

Content, among New Hampshire's hills and fountains, 
Nor ever cared from his loved state to roam. 

In body frail, in intellect aspiring, 

His quenchless spirit soared in fancy's realm. 

His barque of poesy, undimmed, untiring, 
He guided, standing staunchly at the helm. 

All honor do our hearts accord thee, brother, 
Beloved son of this, our Granite State, 

And to the names we cherish, yet another 
Is added, in the annals of our great. 



* Moses Gage Shirley, %vell known a.s a poetical interpreter of rural life, born in Goffstown, 
May 15, 1865, died at his home in that town, June 13, 1916. 



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MEMORY 

By George Wilson Jennings 



"Memory is like moonlight, the re- 
flections of rays emanating from an 
object no longer seen," 

The greatest blessing to mankind is 
this splendid word and were it not for 
the reflections of time that has passed, 
the present, would be dark and dismal 
at the best. When we go over our 
past lives almost invariably the events 
that are best predominate. 

The lines of Moore fittingly ex- 
pressed this sentiment when he said: 

"Hope shall brighten days to come 
And memory gild the past." 

The writer inquired of a lifelong friend, 
who had long passed the "alloted" 
age,, what she considered the happiest 
memories in her eventful life. This 
was her reply: "To me the best in 
life have been my memories of the 
seasons. When the Spring comes, and 
in the soft air the buds are breaking 
on the trees and they are covered with 
blossoms, I think, How beautiful is 
the Spring! And when the Summer 
comes, and covers the trees with the 
heavy foliage, and singing birds are 
among the branches, I think, How 
beautiful is the Summer. When the 
Autumn loads them with the golden 
fruit, and their leaves bear the tint of 
the frost, I think, How beautiful is 
Autumn! And when it is sear Winter, 
and there is neither foliage or fruit, 
then I look up through the leafless 
branches (as I never could until now*) 
and gaze upon the vast dome of the 
heavens, and at this eventide of the 
year, and of my life; the stars never 
seemed so brilliant, and beautiful to 
me." This gifted person also said 
that all through her life these mem- 
ories in her existence are like golden 
sheaves. 

Ralph Waldo Emerson has said: 
"To fill the hour and leave no crevice 
for repentance or approval. Life it- 
self is a mixture of power and form. 



To finish the moment, to find the 
journey's end in every step of the 
road, to live the greatest number of 
good hours is wisdom." 

On an old sundial at Durham, New 
Hampshire, is this inscription: "I 
mark only the hours that shine." 
This saying inculcates a lesson. It 
teaches us to remember the bright 
days of life, and not forget the bless- 
ings that are constantly showered on 
us. Life, it is true, is not all bright 
and beautiful; but still it has its 
lights as well as its shadows, and it is 
well not to dwell at too great an ex- 
tent on the darker portion of the 
picture. But he who looks on the 
brighter side of life and makes the best 
of everything will, we think, other 
things being equal, have a happier 
memory in after life and be happier 
in every sense of the word. 

The heart, also, has its memories 
that never die; the rough rubs of the 
world cannot obliterate them; they 
are the memories of home. There is 
magic in that sound. There still 
stands the old house, with its familiar 
surroundings! What a flood of mem- 
ories come back to one in after years: 
the driveway with overarching trees; 
such flowers as the lilacs, hollyhocks, 
and sweet william bring back mem- 
ories that cannot be effaced. The 
home we so well knew and fully real- 
ized that while we were there we had 
our parents' protection! Even the 
very schoolhouse, associated in youth- 
ful days with thought of tasks, now 
comes to bring pleasant memories of 
many occasions that call forth some 
generous exhibitions of noble traits of 
human nature. There are certain 
feelings of humanity, and those, too, 
among the best, that can find an ap- 
propriate place for their exercise only 
by one's fireside. There is the one 
place where confidence and affection 
abide. 



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"Take the bright shell 

From its home on the lea, 
And wherever it goes 

It will sing of the sea; 
So take the fond heart, 
'Twill sing of the lov'd. 
To the end of the earth." 

Most of us have come to mature 
years and are exiles from the homes 
of our childhood. We may go back to 
find our parents growing old in the 
home we once knew so well; but we 
have cast our lot in other places and 
taken up the task of making homes. 
These sacred and beautiful memories 
of childhood are among the most prec- 
ious possessions of life. We are like 
the state of Connecticut which has for 
its motto: "He who has brought us 
over will sustain. " We have a right 
to coin our memories into anticipa- 
tions, because they have to do with 
the purposes and help of the Great 
Architect of the Universe. 

On the other hand there are mem- 
ories that haunt us through all the 



changes of our existence. Some early 
memories walk with us, step by step, 
through the paths of the green earth, 
cling to us through sickness and sor- 
row, and dwell with us in sunshine and 
shadow; perhaps giving tone and 
color to the circumstances by which 
we are surrounded, and, often, very 
often, thus influencing our actions in 
every stage of life. 

"Memory is to us now, when we 
see ' darkly as through a glass' and 
know only in part, a faint semblance 
of what ' knowledge' will be to us 
hereafter." 

To deprive us of memory would be 
to leave us dwelling in the darkness 
of this " prison of the flesh/' with our 
lamps of consolation extinguished; for 
hope is our lamp and hope is the off- 
spring of memory. Memory presents 
the facts to our minds; hope builds 
upon them. Thus we borrow from 
the past the light so that our pathway 
shall be illumined toward the future. 



THE SUFFRAGE SEA 

By Frances M. Abbott 

Dame Partington sate in her easy chair, 
On the edge of the Suffrage sea; 

She said: "My home is all my care; 
Now wherefore troublest thou me?" 

But the sea it rose and rose again. 

"Get out," said old Dame P.; 
"This is my home, my sacred home, 

Besides I'm a great An-$ee!" 



But the sea came on in a mighty swell; 

"I must get my mop," said she. 
The white-capped waves were topped with votes. 

"Go back and sit down 'way from me." 

She plied her mop, but the votes came in; 

"Oh, where am I at?" cried she! 
The sea then spake, as it buried her deep, 

"Way back in the last century!" 



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NEW HAMPSHIRE NECROLOGY 



REV. SAMUEL C. BEAXE, D.D. 

Rev. Samuel Collins Beane, D.D.. born 
in Candia, X. II., December 19, 1S35, died 
at Grafton, Mass.', May 16, 1916. 

Dr. Beane was the son of Joseph and 
Lydia Haynes (Collins) Beane. He re- 
ceived his preparatory education at the old 
Pembroke Gymnasium, and Phillips Andover 
Academy, and graduated from Dartmouth 
College in 1858, among his classmates being 
the late Hans Hulsey J. Boardman of Boston 
and William H. Clifford of Portland — dis- 
tinguished lawyers: Joseph W. Fellows of 
Manchester, and Rev. Samuel L. Gerould. 
He studied theology at the Harvard Divinity 
■School, graduating in 1861, and was ordained 
pastor of the Unitarian Church at Chicopee, 
Mass., January 15, 1S62. In January. 1S65, 
he was settled over the East Unitarian 
Church in Salem, where he continued thirteen 
years, thence coming to the Unitarian Church 
in Concord where he continued in the pas- 
torate from January, 1S7S, till June, 1885, 
when he resigned on account of ill health and 
became field agent for the American Uni- 
tarian Association. His health improving, 
lie resumed preaching, serving as pastor of 
the Unitarian Church at Xewburyport for 
seventeen years. Later he preached for a 
time in Lawrence, but removed to Grafton 
in 1909, where he served as pastor until 
September of last year when failing health 
compelled his retirement. 

Dartmouth College conferred upon him 
the degree of Doctor of Divinity in 1894. 
He was a member of the X. H. Historical 
Society, the X. E. Historic-Genealogical 
"Society, the Essex Institute and the Xew- 
buryport Historical Society. He was presi- 
dent of the John Beane Family Association, 
and had also been many years president of 
the Collins Family Association. He was a 
member of the I. O. O. F., and had been 
Grand Chaplain of the order in Massachu- 
setts. While in Newburyport he served 
nine years as a member of the school board. 

Dr. Beane had been twice married, and is 
survived by a daughter. Miss Elizabeth C. 
Beane and a son, Rev. Samuel C. Beane, Jr., 
pastor of the South Unitarian Church, of 
Worcester, Mass. 

HOX. JOHX W. WHEELER 
Hon. John W. Wheeler, long the leading 
citizen of the towr* of Salem, and the oldest 
resident at the time of his decease, died there, 
May 22, 1916. 

He was born in -Salem, August 19, 1826, 
being, therefore, in his ninetieth year at the 
time of his death. His life work was that of 
a manufacturer, and he was for many years 
the proprietor of a large woolen mill at the 
village of Xorth Salem. He was a Repub- 
lican in polities, and had been prominent 
and active in public affairs, having served 
six terms in the House of Representatives, 
two in the State Senate and one in the Execu- 



tive Council, the latter during the guberna- 
torial incumbency of Hon. Charles H. Bell. 
The late Benjamin W. Wheeler of Salem 
was his brother. 

REV. LE ROY F. GRIFFIN 
Rev. Le Roy F. Griffin, pastor of the First 
Baptist Church of Westwood, Mass., died at 
his home in that place. May 24, 1916. 

Mr. Griffin was a native of Deerfield, X. H.. 
born June 25, 1844, son of Xathan and 
Caroline (Freese) Griffin. He graduated 
from Phillips Exeter Academy, and from 
Brown University in the class of 1S66, and 
engaged in teaching, being employed at 
Phillips Andover Academy, at Colby Academy, 
Xew London ( 1 S93 to 1 899 ) , a nd at Lake Forest 
University, Illinois. While at Lake Forest he 
was ordained in the University. Previous to 
his settlement in Westwood he had preached 
at Xorth Easton, Mass. He wrote much 
for magazines and newspapers and was the 
author of Griffin's College Physics, Griffin's 
Lecture Xotes in Chemistry, Peeps at Nature, 
and L'ncle Prentice. He was proud of the 
fact that many of his pupils had attained 
prominence, naming among them editors, 
lawyers, teachers, foreign missionaries, and 
ministers. Rev. Newell Dwight Hillis, Rev. 
J. Wilbur Chapman and the late Rev. B. 
Faye Mills all spent years in his classroom. 
His survivors are a wife, Ruth (Fitts)j a son, 
Dr. Xathan L. Griffin, X'ew London: three 
daughters, the Misses Caroline S. and Lillian 
F. Griffin, Xew York City, and Mrs. Albert 
X. Dow, Exeter; seven grandchildren and one 
brother, Dudley X. Griffin, Beverly, Mass. 

HOX. EDWIX G. EASTMAN 
Hon. Edwin Gamage Eastman, Attorney 
General of Xew Hampshire from 1892 to 
1911, and a leader at the bar for more than 
thirty years, "died at his home in Exeter, after 
a long illness, June 20, 1916. 

General Eastman was a descendant of 
Roger Eastman, the first of the name in 
America, who settled in Salisbury, Mass., in 
1638.- He was the son of Rev. William H. 
and Pauline Sibley (Winter) Eastman, born 
in Grantham, X". H., Xovember 22, 1847, 
and educated at Kimball Union Academy 
and Dartmouth College, graduating from 
the latter in the famous class of 1874. which 
contained a larger number of .members who 
became eminent lawyers, than any other 
class in the history of the institution, and he 
ranked well with the best of them. He 
studied law with Hon. Alonzo P. Carpenter 
of Bath, and was admitted to the bar in 1S76, 
in which year he also represented his native 
town in the Xew Hampshire legislature. In 
the fall of that year he went to Exeter, and 
commenced the practice of his profession in 
the office of the late Gen. Gilman Marston, 
with whom, two years later, he entered into 
partnership, the connection continuing till 
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Afterwards he had as a partner, John Young, 
now Associate Justice of the -Supreme Court, 
and for the past few years he was the senior 
partner in the firm of Eastman, Scainmon & 
Gardner. For a time he was also associated 
with Henry F. Hollis of Concord, now U. S. 
Senator, with offices in both Concord and 
Exeter. 

General Eastman was solicitor of Rock- 
ingham County from 18S3 to 1SSS; was a 
member of the State Senate in 1SS9, and a 
prominent member of the Constitutional 
Convention of 1902. For several years past 
he had been attorney for the Boston £ Maine 
Railroad. He was prominently connected 
with various corporate institutions in Exeter, 
and has long been regarded as the town's 
first citizen. An extended sketch of his 
career appeared in ihe Granite Monthly, 
for December, 1911. 

GEORGE W. STEVENS 

George Washington Stevens, long a prom- 
inent citizen of Claremont, but for some 
years past a resident of Concord, died at his 
home in the latter city, April 28, 1916. 

Mr. Stevens was a native of Acworth, 
born November 10, 1843. While in Clare- 
mont, where he resided for thirty years, he 
was active in town affairs, and was a repre- 
sentative in the Legislature of 1905—6. He 
was especially interested in the work of the 
Methodist Episcopal Church in that town, 
serving eighteen years as Superintendent of 
the Sunday School, and as trustee for twenty- 
five years, fie was also for a long time 
Treasurer of the Claremont Junction Union 
Camp Meeting Association. 

He had been twice married, his second 
wife, who survives him, being Dr. Jane 
Elizabeth Hoyt-Stevens of Concord. 

GEN. TRUE SANBORN 

Brigadier General True Sanborn, the 
oldest member of the last Legislature, and a 
prominent Civil War veteran and National 
Guard officer, died at his home in Chichester, 
June 9, 1916. 

He was born in Chichester, July 30, 1S27, 
and enlisted for the Civil War September 14, 
1861, and was discharged for disability on 
November 2, 1864, with the rank of captain. 
After the war he was identified for many 
years with the State militia, and honorably 
discharged May 15, 1894. with the rank of 
colonel. By act of the legislature of 1909 he 
was breveted brigadier general. He was a 
farmer, lumberman and surveyor. As the 
oldest member of the House of Representa- 
tives in 1915, he took an active part in its 
proceedings, serving as chairman of the com- 
mittee on military affairs. 

MARTEN B. PLUMMER 

Martin B. Plummer, long prominent in 
New Hampshire Grand Army circles, died at 
his home in Laconia, May 16, 1916. 



He was born in Meredith, October 11, 
1S44, son of Moses and Betsy (Smith) Plum- 
mer, and was educated in the schools of that 
town. In April, 1864, when nineteen years.of 
age, he enlisted in the First N. H. Cavalry, 
for service in the Civil War. After the war 
he was for some time in the employ of the 
Cook Lumber Compan}', and the Laconia 
Car Company, but for twenty-three years past 
had served as Register of Deeds for Belknap 
County, also serving for many years as clerk 
of the Laconia Police Court. 

In politics he was a Republican, but his 
interest, outside his official duty, lay prin- 
cipally in promoting the welfare of the Grand 
Army organization, of which he was Depart- 
ment Commander in 1915. 

W. IRVING JENEINS 

W. Irving Jenkins, a retired banker and 
collector of steel engravings, died at his home 
in Clinton, Mass., May 12. He was a native 
of Stoddard, N. IT., born May 30, 1848, a son 
of Sampson and Mary Jenkins. He was the 
first clerk of the Clinton Savings Bank in 
1865, and in 1S6S became teller and was, 
later, cashier of the Greenfield National Bank. 
Going to Denver for the benefit of his health 
he there became cashier of the German Na- 
tional Bank, a position he held for fifteen 
years previous to returning to Clinton. 

Mr. Jenkins was a director of the First 
National Bank, Clinton Hospital Association, 
Clinton Home for Aged People and Clinton 
Historical Society, and was treasurer of the 
Spanish War Veterans' Monument Fund. 
He had served the town as sinking fund com- 
missioner and as library trustee. His collec- 
tion of steel engravings, made during many 
years, and augmented' during frequent trips 
to Europe, is considered one of the most 
valuable in the United States. 

HON. OLIVER E. BRANCH 

Hon. Oliver E. Branch. V. S. District 
Attorney for New Hampshire, from 1894 to 
1898, and one of the most eminent lawyers 
in New Hampshire, died suddenly, at his 
home in Manchester, on June 22, just two 
days after the decease of Hon. _ E. G. 
Eastman of Exeter, two of .the leading law- 
yers of the state, of the same age, represent- 
ing opposite political parties, thus passing 
away almost simultaneously. 

Mr. Branch was born in Madison, Ohio, 
Julv 19, 1847, graduated from Hamilton 
College, New York, in 1873; was for a time 
engaged in teaching, subsequently ^studying 
law and graduating from the Columbia 
College Law School in 1877. He practiced 
for a time in New York, but removed to the 
town of Weare, in this State, in 1883, where 
he was- for some time engaged in literary 
work. In 1889, he entered actively into law 
practice in Manchester, removing there from 
Weare in 1894. A Democrat in politics, he 
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a representative from Weare, In the legisla- 
ture of 1887, in the legislation of which 
session he was conspicuous; was reelected 
for 1SS9 and was the Democratic candidate 
for speaker. He had been for many years 
leading attorney of the Boston & Maine 
Railroad in New Hampshire. He was a 
close student, a logical and forceful speaker, 
and his occasional addresses were classical in 
diction and strength. His oration at the dedi- 
cation o* the Pierce statue, in Concord, in De- 
cember, 1914, was a masterpiece in this line. 



Mr. Branch married, October 17. 1S7S, 
Sarah M. Chase of Weare, who died October 
6, 190©, leaving four children — Oliver Winslow, 
Associate Justice of the N. H. Superior 
Court. Dorothy W., wife of Hon. Robert 
Jackson of Concord; Frederick William, 
and Randolph Wellington, both also lawyers, 
the latter having been just admitted to the 
bar as his father passed away. An ex- 
tended sketch of Mr. Branch appeared in 
the recent Manchester issue of the Granite 
Monthly. 



EDITOR AND PUBLISHER'S NOTES 



A picture of the "Millet Apple Tree," of 
which Mrs. Lydia A. Stevens, of Dover, 
wrote in an article in the June number of the 
Granite Monthly, from a photograph 
taken in the last days of the famous tree, 



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had been made to be presented in connection 
with the article, but was inadvertently over- 
looked in the makeup and is here presented 
for the benefit of any who may have been 
interested in the article. 

The annual summer outing of the New 
Hampshire Board of Trade is to be held, 
according to present plans, on Tuesday, July 
25, at Canobie Lake Park, upon invitation 
of the Salem Board of Trade. While partisan 
politics is barred at. .all meetings of the Board, 
It has been customary to invite as guests at 
these outings in campaign years, the candi- 
dates of the leading parties for Governor and 
Members of Congress. Under the pri- 
mary system, now in vogue, it is impossible 
to tell who these candidates will be; but there 
are quite a number of declared aspirants for 



nomination already in the field, and it is safe 
to assume that several of them will be present 
on this occasion, and be heard from along 
non-partisan lines. Rosecrans W. Piilsbury 
of Londonderry and Henry W. Keyes of 
Haverhill are the candidates for the Repub- 
lican nomination for Governor who have 
thus far announced. In the First Con- 
gressional District four men are already 
seeking the Republican nomination for 
Representative, viz: Cyrus A. Sulloway, the 
present incumbent; Rev. Thomas Chalmers, 
D.D., George I. Haselton, and Aime E. Bois- 
vert, all of Manchester; while in the Second, 
Edward H. Wason, now serving, is the only 
man of his party seeking the nomination. 
On the Democratic side Albert W. Xoone of 
Peterboro has declared his intention to be a 
candidate for the gubernatorial nomination, 
and John C. Hutchins of Stratford is also in 
the field. Thomas H. Madigan, Jr., of Man- 
chester is the only First District Democrat 
yet to announce his candidacy for the Con- 
gressional nomination. In the Second Dis- 
trict Raymond B. Stevens, Representative in 
1913-15, and Charles J. French of Concord, 
are understood to be aspirants. 

"Old Home Week" occurs this year August 
1"9 to 26, and the indications are that this 
firmly established mid-summer festival will 
be as generally observed, in the State of its 
birth, this year, as at any time in the past. 
As is usually the case, some towns that have 
held observances in the past will omit the 
same this year, while others that have never 
before recognized the event are coming into 
line this year with appropriate celebrations. 
Among the latter is the thriving town of 
Littleton, which advertises an Old Home 
Week during the week just previous to that 
fixed by the State Association, it being the 
week when the Chatauqua is held in the town, 
and is making elaborate preparations for the 
occasion. Among towns celebrating anni- 
versaries during Old Home Week, and com- 
bining the same wdth Old Home Day gather- 
ings, are Stratham, which celebrates its 
200th anniversary, and Croydon, which will 
observe the 150th anniversary of its settle- 
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New Series, Vol. XI, No. 8 



HON. HENRY W. KEYES 

By H. C. Pearson 



For the past half century there has 
been constant complaint, and with 
just grounds, that rural New England 
was suffering from the loss of her best 
young men. The same condition 
exists today, and is a chief obstacle 
to that revival of New Hampshire 
and New England agriculture which 
is so much needed and so earnestly 
sought. The country boy of spirit, 
energy and ambition reads and hears 
of the merchant princes and captains 
of industry who have gone from farm 
homes to achieve wealth, power and 
honor in the broad field of business. 
The attractions and the opportunities 
of the great cities and the great west 
make an almost irresistible appeal to 
his imagination. He does not know T , 
or he chooses not to think, of the 
hundreds of thousands whose emi- 
gration was not successful; who have 
exchanged the comfortable security 
and manly independence of the farm 
life for the cruel competition of the 
crowded centers of commerce, where 
the underpaid, the underfed, the 
treadmill slaves of routine are in so 
sad a majority. ', 

In keeping the boy upon his home 
acres, in enlisting the support of his 
youthful strength and sympathy for 
the upbuilding of his home community 
and state, it may be of assistance to 
point out to him prominent instances 
of men who have chosen deliberately 
country life in preference to city life, 
when the best opportunities of both 
were open to them, and who never 
have regretted their action. 

Such a man is Henry Wilder Keyes 
of Pine Grove Farm, North Haverhill, 
New Hampshire. 



Of inherited wealth and university 
training, with individual ability and 
ambition, his ties of family and friend- 
ship were such as to open invitingly 
before him avenues of metropolitan 
success in either business or profes- 
sional life. But he chose, instead, to 
make his home upon the farm his 
father had founded in the fertile 
valley of the Connecticut river; and 
there he has been well content to live 
the simple, honorable, useful life of 
an intelligent, enterprising, up-to-date 
agriculturist and stock-breeder; serv- 
ing well his town and state upon their 
official call; and assisting in the direc- 
tion of important business enterprises. 

If the occasion comes, as very prob- 
ably it will, for Mr. Keyes to call upon 
the boys and young men of New 
Hampshire to stand by their state 
and to give their enthusiasm and 
energy for its progress and prosperity, 
his record will say for him that he has 
practiced what he preaches. 

The genealogist tells us that the 
Keyes family in New England traces 
back to Solomon Keis, who married 
Frances Grant in Newbury, Massa- 
chusetts, October 2, 1653. A third 
Solomon Keyes, in direct descent, 
was one of the five survivors of the 
famous expedition of Captain Love- 
well's company to Pequawket, Maine, 
and was killed at Lake George in the 
French and Indian War, September 8, 
1755. His son, Colonel Danforth 
Keyes, the first white child born in 
the town of Warren, Mass., the date 
being July 6, 1740, served through 
the War of the Revolution and was 
a personal friend of General and 
President George Washington. At 



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the close of the war the town of Hard- 
wick, Vt., was granted to him and 
his associates. 

His son, Thomas Keyes, prior to 
1800, migrated from Massachusetts to 
Vermont, where his son, the elder 
Henry Keyes, was born January 3, 
1S10, in the town of Vershire, remov- 
ing, before his majority, to Newbury, 
just across the Connecticut river from 
Haverhill. This Henry Keyes was 
one of the men who laid the founda- 
tions of the business prosperity of the 
comparatively young state of Ver- 
mont. He was a farmer, merchant 
and railroad builder, president of the 
Connecticut and Passumpsic Rivers 
Railroad and at one time of the Atchi- 
son, Topeka and Santa Fe Railroad. 
A Democrat in politics, he was three 
times the candidate of his party for 
governor of Vermont. His estate of 
1,500 acres on both sides of the Con- 
necticut river at Newbury and Haver- 
hill he made one of the model farms 
of his time, equipping it with all 
improvements and engaging on a large 
scale in the breeding of fine stock, 
Durham -cattle and Merino sheep, 
particularly. 

He died September 24, 1870, leav- 
ing a wife who was Miss Emma F. 
Pierce, and five young children, three 
sons and two daughters. 

The eldest of these sons was Henry 
Wilder Keyes, born in Newbury, Vt., 
May 23, 1863. He was educated in 
the Boston public schools, at Adams 
Academy and at Harvard College, 
from which institution he graduated 
with the degree of Bachelor of Arts in 
1887. While he was a. good student 
'and maintained a creditable scholastic 
rank at academy and college, Mr. 
Keyes was- prominent, also, in the 
various other activities of school life, 
particularly in athletics. While at 
the academy he established an inter- 
scholastic record for that time of five 
feet, ten and one-half inches, in the 
running high jump. At Harvard he 
was a quarter mile runner and a 
member of the football squad, but 
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During the entire four years of his 
college course he was one of the 
■varsity crew and in his senior year 
he had the honor and satisfaction of 
being the captain of a crew which 
once won a splendid victory over Yale. 

At graduation Mr. Keyes was 
elected first marshal of the senior 
class for Commencement Week, the 
highest evidence of popularity and 
leadership which can be given at 
Harvard. ■ He was a member of the 
Dickey and A. D. clubs and one of the 
best known and best liked men of his 
day at Cambridge. 

Even before the completion of his 
college course Mr. Keyes had assumed 
many of the cares of the management 
of the family estate at Newbury and 
Haverhill and in its upkeep and devel- 
opment he was very much interested. 
Pine. Grove Farm, proper, at North 
Haverhill, was owned originally by 
Moses Dow, a distinguished citizen 
and one of the first lawyers of Grafton 
county, who settled there before the 
Revolutionary War and made it a 
center of political and business influ- 
ence for the surrounding country. 
Historic interest is thus added to its 
beauties of picturesque location and 
prosperous maintenance. 

Immediately following his gradua- 
tion, Mr. Keyes made an extended 
European tour during which he visited 
Friesland, the home of the Holstein 
cattle, and there made personal selec- 
tion of stock for Pine Grove Farm; 
being thus one of the first, if not the 
first, to make direct, personal impor- 
tation of this stock to America. 

In the almost thirty years that have 
elapsed since his graduation from Har- 
vard Mr. Keyes has made his home 
continuously at North Haverhill, and 
while business and politics have made 
extensive demands upon his time, his 
fir.^t care always has been for the 
management of his farm and its 
cooperative connection with the inter- 
ests of its community. 

He has bred with marked success 
Holstein and Jersey cattle, French 
coach horses, Shropshire sheep and 



Yorkshire swine. The fertility of his 
acres has been maintained, their cul- 
tivation has been conducted in ac- 
cordance with the new ideas and 
modern discoveries in agriculture and 
he has come very near achieving to 
the full his worthy ambition of making 
Pine Grove a model farm in all that 
title might imply. 

It has been his constant desire, also, 
to have his farm contribute in every 
possible way to the general prosperity 
of its community and in such enter- 
prises as the establishment . of the 
successful creamery at North Haver- 
hill he has been a leader. 



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It was inevitable that a man with 
Mr." Keyes's qualifications for public 
service should be called upon by his 
fePows to exercise them, and in 1891 
and again in 1893 he was elected a 
member of the house of representa- 
tives from the town of Haverhill, 
serving at each session on the com- 
mittee, on education, and by such 
service qualifying for the appoint- 
ment which he received as a member 
of the board of trustees of the New 
Hampshire College of Agriculture and 
the Mechanic Arts at Durham for 
the term, 1893-1896, covering the 
critical period of the institution's 
transfer from Hanover to its new 
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In 1915 Mr. Keycs was again a 
member of the house of representa- 
tives and served upon the important 
committee on appropriations. In 
1894 he was a candidate for the state 
senate and received more votes at the 
polls than did his principal opponent; 
but under the constitutional provi- 
sion then requiring a majority of all 
the votes cast, the election was 
thrown into the legislature, where Mr. 
Keyes was defeated. In 1902, how- 
ever, again contesting the election to 
the state senate for the second dis- 
trict, he received 2,291 votes to 1,554 
for the veteran Samuel B. Page. In 
that senate, which was one of notable 



ganized the commission to which 
Governor Felker made new appoint- 
ments. This work was undone 
promptly by the Republicans when 
they resumed the reins of power at 
the session of 1915 and Mr. Keyes 
was as promptly restored to his place 
upon the board, this time becoming 
its chairman. This office he resigned 
on the day when he filed his declara- 
tion of candidacy for the Republican 
nomination for governor of the State / 
of New Hampshire. 

The license or excise commission 
has a most important and difficult 
duty to perform in its administration 
of the liquor laws of the state. It 






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ability, Mr. Keyes served as chairman 
of the committees on railroads and 
forestry and as a member of other 
committees on military affairs, banks, 
incorporations and roads, bridges and 
canals. 

It was the legislature of 1903 which 
passed the New Hampshire local 
option liquor law and established a 
license commission to take charge of 
the administration of the new statute. 
The degree of confidence in the ability 
and integrity of Senator Keyes was 
shown in his appointment by Gov- 
ernor Xahum J. Bachelder as an 
original member of this important 
commission. His service m this ca- 
pacity was made continuous by suc- 
cessive re-appointments until 1913, 
when a Democratic legislature reor- 



must deal with equal justice with 
those communities which wish, and 
with those which do not wish, to" 
have liquor sold in their midst. It 
must impose reasonable and salutary 
restrictions upon its licensees and 
must see that those restrictions are 
complied with to the letter. The 
unusual powers' vested in it by the 
statute it must exercise with consid- 
eration for the legal rights of its 
licensees and yet with constant regard 
for the protection and preservation 
of law and order. 

To say, with truth, that in his 
more than a decade of service upon 
the commission Mr. Keyes has so 
performed his duties as to meet the 
approbation both of those who oppose 
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are engaged in it as a business, is to 
pay a high compliment to his common 
sense, good judgment and determina- 
tion to fulfill to the best of his ability 
his oath of office. 

It is probable, however, that the 
public service in which Mr. Keyes 
takes the most pleasure is that which 
he has rendered to his home town of 
Haverhill as chairman of its board of 
selectmen. First elected to the board 
in 1894, he has had sixteen reelections 
and during much of the time he has 
been at the head of the board. 

Says a prominent fellow-towns- 
man: " Haverhill owes Air. Keyes a 



Mass., of which his brothers are the 
other executive officers. Upon be- 
coming a candidate for the guberna- 
torial nomination this summer, and 
in view of the possibility that railroad 
legislation may be needed in 1917, 
Mr. Keyes withdrew from official 
connection with the railroad corpora- 
tion of which he was the head. 

Air. Keyes is a Mason and a Batron 
of Husbandry and by religious affilia- 
tion a Protestant Episcopalian. 

He married at Newbury, Yt., June 
8, 1904, Frances P., daughter of 'John 
H. and Louise (Johnson) Wheeler, 
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great debt for his most valuable and 
efficient service in town affairs. His 
executive ability is universally recog- 
nized and he enjoys the unlimited 
confidence of his fellow citizens with- 
out distinction of parfy. He is 
eminently public-spirited." 

Outside of his farm management 
and his public service, Mr. Keyes has 
various and important business con- 
nections. He has been a director and 
president of the Passumpsic and Con- 
necticut Rivers Railroad corporation; 
a director of the New England Tele- 
phone and Telegraph Company ; presi- 
dent of the Woodsville National Bonk; 
and vice-president of the Nashua 
River Paper Company of Pepperell, 



Wilder Keyes, Jr., born March 22, 
1905, John Parkinson Keyes. born 
March 26, 1907, and Francis Keyes, 
born December 4, 1912. 

Mr. Keyes always has been fond of 
out door life, for play as well as for 
work, and was one of the founders of 
the- famous Parmachenee Club in 
Maine, He retains a lively interest in 
the sports of his college days and 
seldom misses an important athletic 
event in which the crimson of Harvard 
is arrayed against the blue of Yale. 

His manner is characterized by a 
quiet, unobtrusive kindliness that 
wins the instant good will of those 
with whom he comes in contact, but 
which does not reveal the inherent 



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strength of his mental and moral 
make-up. That is shown when he 
turns to walk away and his square, 
broad shoulders, reminders of his 
athletic past, strike the eye. 

Travelers through Haverhill, espe- 
cially passengers on the White Moun- 
tains Division trains of the Boston & 
Maine Railroad, get a beautiful 
middle-distance view of Pine Grove 
Farm. So attractive is the vista, the 
handsome farm buildings in their 
picturesque setting, and the fine 
cattle grazing in the rich fields, that 
many a stranger is impelled to ask of 
a fellow traveler or of the 'brakeman 
or conductor, " Whose place is that"? 

The invariable answer has been, 
" That's Harry Keyes's farm," for Mr. 
Keyes is ''Harry" to the whole North 
Country. 

But his friends hope and expect that 
after January -4, 1917, the new reply 
will be given, " That's the home of the 

Woodland View, Pine Grove Farm gOVCmOr of New Hampshire." 



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TWILIGHT IN THE COUNTRY 

By Lucy H. Heath 

How dear to the hear-t is the hour • 
When all is hushed and still; 

The crickets chirp, the shadows grow; 

There is a note which we all know — 
The note of the whippoorwill. 
Whippoorwill ! Whippoorwill ! 

Up, above us, the night hawk soars; 

His note is both loud and shrill; 
The chickens peep with drowsy tone; 
Again that note sounds sad and lone — - 

The note of the whippoorwill. 

Whippoorwill ! Whippoorwill ! 



CROYDON, IN THE MOUNTAINS 

Settled 150 Years Ago, the Little Town Now Celebrates the Event 

By II. IL Metcalf 






Croydon Mountain, From the Newport Meadows 



The town of Croydon, today ihe 
least populous of all Sullivan County 
towns, with a single exception, hav- 
ing but 324. people within its borders 
at the last census, and probably even 
a less number at the present time, 
although numbering a thousand in- 
habitants a century ago. celebrates 
the One Hundred and Fiftieth Anni- 
versary of its settlement on Thursday, 
the 24th day of the present month. 

Croydon was chartered by Gov- 
ernor Benning Went worth, in the 
name of King George III, May 31, 
1763, the town being granted to 
Samuel Chase and sixt-y-four others. 
As specified in the charter, the town 
as originally laid out contained 23.040 
acres, equivalent to a territory six 
miles square, though not laid out in 
that form, no two sides being the same 
in extent. This territory, it may be 
remarked, was subsequently reduced 
by the annexation of a strip of land, 
half a mile wide, on the_ north side, 
to the town of Grantham in 1808, 
and another tract from the northwest 
corner, in 1809, to the town of Cor- 
nish. 

The customary reservations, of 
one share for the Society for the 
Propagation of the Gospel in Foreign 
Parts, one for a glebe for the Church 



of England, one for the First Settled 
Minister of the Gospel, and one for a 
school in the town, and a tract of 500 
acres for His Excellency the Governor, 
were made in the charter, the govern- 
or's plot being located in the south- 
west corner of the town. Provision 
was made for the payment of the rent 
of one ear of Indian corn annually, 
on the 25th day of December, for the 
space of ten years; and by each pro- 
prietor, settler or inhabitant, of one 
shilling, proclamation money, annu- 
ally, forever. It was also stipulated 
that each grantee, his heirs or as- 
signs, should plant and cultivate five 
acres of land, within the term of five 
years, for every fifty acres contained 
in his holding, and continue to im- 
prove and settle the same by addi- 
tional cultivations, on penalty of 
forfeiture. 

It was not until three years after 
the charter was granted that "any 
movement toward the settlement of 
the town was made, though the pro- 
prietors, who were largely residents of 
Worcester County, Mass.,, held a 
meeting in the town of Grafton in 
that county and effected an organi- 
zation, June 17, 1,763. As in case of 
most other towns granted about this 
time, comparatively few of the gran- 



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Orator of the Day at Croydon's One Hundred and Fiftieth Anniversary 



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tees ever settled in the town, or ever homes were to be, made upon the 
even saw the land assigned them, minds of these men, history has not 
disposing of their rights to others, recorded; nor has the fact been 
In the spring of 1766, it is recorded handed down in story or legend. It 
that several men from Grafton, Mass., is improbable that they indulged in 
among whom were Moses Whipple, any mental rhapsodies over the scenic 
Seth Chase, David Warren and Eze- beauty spread out before them — 
kiel Powers, the two former being beaut}- unsurpassed anywhere in this 
among the grantees, came to Croydon, grand old state, noted throughout the 
to spy out the land, and make some land as the "Switzerland of America/' 
preparations for a settlement, one whose marvellous attractions have 
Ebenezer Waters accompanying them inspired the poet's pen and the paint- 
as a surveyor. er's brush for many a year. These 
Just what impression the first view were hard-headed, strong-hearted, 
of the country, where their future practical men of their day and gene- 

Hox. Wilbur Howard Powers, orator of the day at the one hundred and fiftieth anniversary 
celebration of the settlement of the town of Croydon, August 24, 1916, was most happily 
chosen for such important service. A native of the town, direct descendant of one of the 
original settlers, representative of a family conspicuous in Croydon's history from the start, 
and the most distinguished native member of the legal profession now living, he is preeminently 
qualified to speak.in this capacity. 

Mr. Powers was born in Croydon, January 22, 1849, son of Elias and Emeline (White) 
Powers. The name Powers, was originally La Poer, and the first of the name of whom there is 
definite knowledge, came ov^r from Normandy with William trie Conqueror, was one of his 
generals in the battle of Hastings, and his name appears on the roll of Battle Abbey. The 
name anglicized has been spelled Poer, Powre, Poore and Power. Walter Power, the first of 
the name in this country, came here from England in 1654, and settled in what is now Littleton, 
Mass. His sons added the "s" to the family name. 

Ezekiei Powers, great grandfather of Wilbur H., was one of the first settlers of Croydon, was 
its largest landowner, and wealthiest man, and wa*s a magistrate of the town under King George 
III. He was a powerful man, physically and mentally, and of great inventive genius. He con- 
structed the first sidehill plow, loop sled, and sap pan, for making maple sugar. His son, Major 
Abijah Powers, grandfather of Wilbur, was prominent in town affairs, several years chairman 
of the board of selectmen/three times representative, and an officer in the War of 1812. Elias 
Powers, father of Wilbur,, was a farmer and surveyor, born May 1, 1S0S, and died January 29, 
1891. He was noted for his sound judgment and absolute reliability. He served long as a 
justice of the peace and quorum, and was a member of the board of County Commissioners. 

It has been written that "the Powerses were distinguished for their giant forms, great phys- 
ical strength and vigorous intellects," and the subject of this sketch may be fairly regarded as 
a worthy representative of the race, though it is fair to remark that he owes not a little to his 
maternal as well as paternal ancestry. His mother was the daughter of Capt. James White, of 



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ration— men whose business and mis- sterile, giving promise of fair return for 
sion it was to clear away the forest, patient and persevering toil; and they 
subdue the soil and lay the founda- returned encouraged, after spending 
tions of that later civilization, wherein several weeks in laying out lots, 
culture and education should develop erecting cabins, and making other 
a taste for beauty in nature as well preparations for a settlement, 
as art. They had neither time nor Soon after the return of the party 
inclination to indulge the esthet- to Grafton, Seth Chase, with his wife 
ic spirit, if they possessed it even and a child, set out, with their be- 
in rudimentary form. They found longings, -to establish their home in 
heavy forests and a rough and rugged * the new settlement, making the jour- 
soil, rock-bound, but by no means ney of 110 miles by horseback, and 

Newport, and Tirzah, daughter of Capt. Jo.-eph Taylor. Elder John White, who came from 
England in 1632. with members of the parish of Rev. Thomas Hooker, and settled in Cam- 
bridge (then Newtown) was Mr. Powers' first ancestor in this country on his mother's side. 
Widener Hall, the Harvard Library, is built on a part of what was his home lot. He served on 
the first board of selectmen of Cambridge. Later he removed to Hartford, Conn., where he 
was one of the founders of the town. He served several times on the board of selectmen, ancT 
was a recognized leader in civic affairs. In 1659 he removed to Hadley, Mass., and aided in 
founding that town, serving as selectman several times, and as a representative in the General 
Court. In .1670, however, he returned to Hartford, at the call of the church to take the respon- 
sible position of elder. His son Nathaniel, next in the line, enjoyed the distinction of being 
elected eighty-five times to the Connecticut legislature from Middletown, serving continuously 
50 years, representatives being chosen twice a year for a part of that period. Captain Joseph 
Taylor, one oi Mr. Powers' maternal great-grandfathers, served in all the Indian and Colonial 
Wars, and was an aide-de-camp to General Stark in the Revolution. 

Ambitious to obtain a liberal education, though promised but a single term at an academy 
as a final outfit, he succeeded in persuading his parents to allow him to complete the course at 
Kimball Union Academy; but he sought no further favor in this direction at their hands, 
preferring to rely upon his own efforts. Finding a friend in the late Ruel Durkee, he borrowed 
from him what was required for the expenses of a college course in addition to what he was able 
to earn, and graduated from Dartmouth in the class of 1S75, with the degree of A.B. receiving 
that of A.M. in 1880. Pursuing the study of law he graduated LL.B. from Boston University 
Law School in 1878, and, January 22, following, commenced practice at 13 Pemberton Square, 
Boston, from which day to the present he has been engaged in an active and constantly growing 
practice, besides devoting much attention to political, educational and social life, while keeping 
fully abreast with the progress of the times through the reading habit, which he acquired in 



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arriving, it is said, about June 10, and year. Moses Leland and Ezekiel 

being the first white" family settled in Powers, with their families, joined the 

the town. Two weeks later Moses settlement the next year, and several 

Whipple and David Warren also young men are said to have come and 

arrived with their families. Mr. worked through the season, some of 

Chase's cabin is said to have been them remaining through the winter. 

located about half a .mile southwest March 8, 1768, they held the first 

from Spectacle Pond; while Whipple town meeting. This seems to have 

and Warren located near the center of been an occasion when there were 

the town, about half a mile apart, offices enough to "go around," and 

Some corn was planted, .a nursery more. Moses Whipple was chosen 

started and a sawmill built the first moderator, town clerk and selectman. 

marked degree even in early childhood, and also indulging in various forms of recreation essen- 
tial to the maintenance of bodily and mental vigor. 

He has been counsel for the towns of Hyde Park, Cottage City and Wareham, for the Old 
Colony and New Haven Railroads, the Golden Cross Society, and Balch Bros. Company; 
receiver for the Guardian Endowment Society, and executor and trustee of many large estates. 
He represented the town of Hyde Park in the 'Massachusetts legislature three successive years — 
1890-91-92 — and during his service had charge of many important measures, and probably 
drafted more bills for other members than all the rest of the house together. He was the 
acknowledged leader on the Republican side during the latter part of his service. He was a 
member of the Republican Sti'te Committee in 1893-4, and a presidential elector in 1896, 
casting his vote for William McKinley. He was a member of the first board of park commis- 
sioners for Hyde Park, 1893-1900, and a member of the school committee from 1899 to 1909, 
when he removed from the town. 

Mr. Powers has been an active member of the United Order of the Golden Cross, Masons, 
Royal Arcanum, Delta Kappa Epsilon, Sons of the American Revolution, Fraternal Congress 
of America, Boston City Club, Colonial Club of Cambridge, Waverly Club of Hyde Park, Point 
Independence Yacht Club, Dartmouth Alumni Association, Alumni Association Boston Uni- 
versity School of Law, Kimball Union Academy Alumni Association, and the Republican Club 
of Massachusetts. He has held official positions as chairman of the committee on laws for the 
Golden Cross from 1S85 to 1895, and counsel since 1885; president of the Waverly Club for 
many years; president Boston University Alumni Association, Kimball Union Academy 
Alumni Association, and president of the National Fraternal Congress in America in 1913. 

May 1, 1880, he married Emily Owen, who died in 1912, leaving two children, W r alter Powers, 
who is now his father's partner in legal practice, and Myra, who died March -4, 1916. May 17, 
,1916, he married Lottie I. Kochler, nee Mills, and now resides in Brookline. His office is now, 
and has been for many years, in the Rogers Building, 209 Washington St., Boston. 



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Moses Leland was made first select- 
man, and David Warren third, Seth 
Chase and Ezekiei Powers seem to 
have been obsessed with modesty, 
and took no office at all; Moses 
Whipple had no hesitation of the sort, 
and, in addition to the three offices 
which he had already taken, when it 
came to the choice of a tithing-man 
was given and accepted that position 
also. Moses Whipple, in fact, was 
at the start, and for a long series of 
years, the lending man in the town. 
It is said of him that he was elected 



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Hon. William P. Wheeler 

to more offices of trust and profit than 
any other man who ever belonged in 
Croydon. He served as selectman 
fourteen years — the first ten years 
consecutively- -was for ten years town 
clerk, represented the town in the 
Provincial Congress and in the legis- 
lature, was chairman of the town Com- 
mitee of Safety through the Revolu- 
tionary period, was made a justice of 
the peace and captain of the town 
militia before the Revolution, holding 
the office for many years. Better 
than his record of honorable office- 
holding, is the fact recorded by his 



biographer, that "His door was ever 
open to* receive the needy immigrant, 
and he parted with a large estate, in 
acts of disinterested kindness and 
generosity to those around him." 

Several more families arrived in 
town in 176S, and in that year the 
town was re-chartered, on account of 
the inability of the proprietors and 
settlers to fulfill the conditions of the 
first charter, under the unfavorable 
conditions with which they had met. 
Although there were great hardships 
to be encountered, and many priva- 
tions endured, provisions having to be 
brought at times over the mountain 
from Cornish, many miles through 
deep snows, with marked trees only to 
trace the way, the settlement con- 
tinued to grow, till, in 1775, at the 
outbreak .of the Revolution, there 
were 143 inhabitants in town. Not 
a few of these were children born in 
the settlement, of whom the first 
was Catharine, daughter of Moses 
Whipple, born May 13, 1767. and the 
second, Joshua, son of Seth Chase, 
born October 29 the same year. 
Here may be noted the most distress- 
ing incident in the early history of 
the town — the loss of Caleb, the six- 
year-old son of Mr. Chase, who had 
been brought to town as an infant, 
and who strayed off in the forest, one 
day in the spring of 1771, while at- 
tempting to make his way to the house 
from the place where maple sugar was 
being made, and was never found, 
though the most diligent and pro- 
tracted search was made. 

The men of Croydon were prompt 
to respond to the country's call at the 
outbreak of the Revolution, the news 
of the battle 'of Lexington spurring 
them to action. Two men, Ebenezer 
Leland and Abner Brigham, went 
from the town at once, to join the 
patriot forces near Boston, and a 
dozen or more were immediately 
enrolled as " minute men" ready for 
service at any call. Nine Croydon 
men were in the company of Capt. 
Solomon Chase of Cornish which 
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eight were with General Stark in the 
expedition which terminated in the 
victory at Bennington. Shortly after, 
Captain Whipple, with a company 
composed of Croydon and Cornish 
soldiers, responded to the call for men 
to aid in checking Burgoyne's prog- 
ress, and were in the service until 
after the surrender of the British 
commander and his forces. By lib- 
eral bounties and otherwise, the town 
met all calls for service, and had its 
full quota of men in the army through- 
out the war. 

Mr. John Cooper, in his historical 



Eleazer Leland, Rufus King, Rufus 
Kempton, Phineas Newton, Stephen 
Powers, Urias Powers, David Powers, 
Samuel Powers, Caleb Putnam, 
David Putnam, Benjamin Sherman, 
Ezekiel Rooks, Daniel Rooks, Phineas 
Sanger, John Sanger, Isaac Sanger, 
Robert Spencer, David Stockwell, 
Benjamin Swinnerton, Benjamin 
Thompson, Gershom Ward, Aaron 
Warren, Moses Warren, Aaron Whip- 
ple, Isaac Whipple, Moses Whipple, 
Thomas Whipple, Samuel Whipple, 
Nathaniel Wheeler, Seth Wheeler, 
Isaac Woolson. 



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sketch, published in 1852, from which, 
all subsequent writers have gleaned 
most of their material, gives the names 
of fifty-five Croydon men who were 
enrolled in the service, at one time 
and another during the Revolution. 
They were: Bazaleel Barton, Benja- 
min Barton, Abner Brigham, Cornel 
Chase, John Cooper, John Cooper, Jr., 
Sherman Cooper, Ezra Cooper, Ben- 
jamin Cutting, Jonas Cutting, John 
Druce, Amos Dwinnell, Enoch Emer- 
son, Daniel Emerson, Timothy Fisher, 
Edward Hall, Edward Hall, Jr., Amos 
Hager, Bazaleel Gleason, J&nes Howe, 
Abijah Hall, Jacob Hall, James 
Hall, Joseph Hall, Samuel R. Hall, 



As stated in Mr. Cooper's sketch, 
quite a number of other men who 
served in the Revolution, settled in 
Croydon after the war, but at the time 
of his writing, all these had passed 
away, along with those enlisting from 
the town, and not a Revolutionary 
survivor remained. The patriotic 
spirit of the people of Croydon has 
ever been maintained. A dozen men 
of the town were in the service in the 
War of 1812, and nearly one hundred 
natives and residents responded to the 
Country's call in the Civil War, 

The population of the town in- 
creased rapidly after the Revolution, 
so that when the first federal census 



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was taken, in 1790, there were 536 in- 
habitants, in ninety-four families, the 
heads of which families were given as 
follows: 

Moses Bardeen, William Bowen, 
Simon Burdon, Bazaleel Barton, 
Benjamin Barton, Timothy Claflin, 
Nathaniel Clark, Richard Coit. Bar- 
nabas Cooper, Ezra Cooper, Joel 
Cooper, John Cooper, John Cooper, 
Jr., Samuel Cooper, Sherman Cooper, 
Moses Cummings, Benjamin Cutting, 
Francis Cutting, John Cutting, Mary 
Cutting, Hercules Darling, Solomon 




Rev. Baron Stow, D.D. 

Davis, Amous Dwinell, Archelus 
Dwinell, Timothv Eggleston, James 
Elliot, John Elliot, Thaddeus Elliot, 
William Glidden, Thomas Gordon, 
Jesse Green, Amos Hagar. Abijah 
Hall, Edward Hall, Edward Hall, Jr., 
Emerson Hall, Ezekiel Hall, Ezra 
Hall, John Hall, Samuel R. Hall, 
James Hill, Mary Howe, John 
Hudson, John Humphrey, Ephraim 
Kempton, Jeremiah Kempton, Rufus 
Kempton, Jacob Leland, Samuel 
Marsh, Ebenezer Melendy, John 
Melendy, Abel Metcalf, Obed Met- 
calf, Samuel Metcalf, Moses Nel- 



son, Phineas Xewton, John Noyes, 
Henshaw Parker, Simeon Partridge, 
Matthew Porter. Benjamin Powers, 
David Powers, Ezekiel Powers. John 
Powers, Lemuel Powers, Samuel Pow- 
ers, Stephen Powers, Uriah Powers, 
Caleb Putnam, David Putnam, Abner 
Record, John Reed, Moses Reed, 
Ezekiel Rokes, Phineas Sanger, Wil- 
liam Shurtleff, Caleb Smart, Lucy 
Sparhawk, David Stockwell, Uriah 
Stone, Jonah Stow, Moses -Walker, 
Gershom Ward, Nathaniel Wheeler, 
Seth Wheeler, Aaron Whipple, Moses 
Whipple, Moses Whipple, Jr., Thomas 
Whipple, Constant White, William 
Williams, Ebenezer Winter, Jeremiah 
Woodcock. 

It will be noted that two women's 
names are given in this list of heads 
of families. The first of these, Mary 
Howe, was the widow of James Howe, 
who had served in the army, N and who 
died in September, 1777, leaving a 
widow and three young children. 
As showing the difficulties in the way 
of settling estates in the early days, 
before the development of the present 
probate system, reference may be had 
to a petition, in the state archives at 
Concord, from this widow, addressed 
to the " Honorable Council and House 
of Representatives of the State of New 
Hampshire, in General Court as- 
sembled," setting forth that her hus- 
band died seized of a homestead farm 
of 150 acres, with a small dwelling, 
and about thirty acres of improved 
land, and asking permission to sell 
the same for the benefit of the heirs. 

It was not until the year 1800 that 
Croydon enjoyed the privilege of 
electing, for itself, a representative in 
the General Court. Previous to that 
time it had been classed with other 
towns for the choice of a represen- 
tative. . In 1776, classed with New- 
port, Unity, Acworth, Lempster and 
Saviile (now Sunapee), it was repre- 
sented by Benjamin Giles of New- 
port, long a leading man in provincial 
and state affairs, who also represented 
the same towns in 1777, 177S, and 
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being associated with him in the latter 
year. Subsequently the district was 
divided, and Croydon and Saville 
together elected a representative, a 
Croydon man — Benjamin Barton — 
having been elected in 1795 and an- 
other, Edward Hall, Jr., in 1797. 
From 1800 on Croydon enjoyed the 
privilege of separate representation. 
The succession of representatives 
from that time to the present being as 
follows: 

Samuel Powers 1801 

Samuel Powers 1802 

Benjamin Barton 1S03 



Amasa Hale ........ 1825 

Carlton Barton 1 826 

Briant Brown 1827 

Briant Brown ; . .-. 1S28 

Zina Goldthwaite 1829 

Carlton Barton 1830 

Paul Jacobs 1831 

Hiram Smart 1832 

Zina Goldthwaite 1833 

Samuel Morse . . . . 1834 

Paul Jacobs . 1S35 

Alexander Barton 1836 

Alexander Barton 1S37 

Joseph Eastman 1S3S 

Joseph Eastman 1839 

John Putnam 1840 

Calvin Hall .1841 

None ;.-, 1S42 

Alexander Barton 1843 



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Samuel Powers .1804 

Samuel Powers 1805 

Samuel Powers 1806 

Samuel Powers 1807 

Samuel Powers 1808 

Peter Stow 1809 

James Breck : ... 1810 

James Breck 1811 

Samuel Goldthwaite 1812 

James Breck 1813 

James Breck 1814 

Obed Met calf 1815 

Nathaniel Wheeler, Jr .1816 

Stephen Eastman 1817 

Stephen Eastman 1818 

Stephen Eastman 1819 

Abijah Powers 1820 

Abijah Powers 1821 

Obed Metcalf 1822 

Abijah Powers 1823 

Amasa Hale 1824 



Lemuel P. Cooper ...".. 1844 

Lemuel P. Cooper 1845 

Ruel Durkee 1846 

Ruel Durkee 18-47 

Lester Blanchard 1S48 

Lester Blanchard .1849 

None 1850 

PlinvHall 1851 

Pliny Hall -. .1852 

Alfred Ward 1853 

Alfred Ward. . .18,54 

Freeman Crosbv 1855 

William M. Whipple 1856 

Martin A. Barton , 1857 

Freeman Crosby 1858 

None 1859 

None 1860 

Paine Durkee 1861 

Daniel R. Hall 1862 

Daniel R.Hall ' 1863 

Dennison Humphrey 1864 



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Dennison Humphrey ■. 1865 plethora of candidates for the office, in 

Worthcn Hall 1866 his t in Sullivan Countv: and 

Wort hen Hall ISO/ X " 1 ' r . 11 . n ™~ , - 7 ,, 

Albina Hall 1S6S another., \\ llliam P. \\ heeler, was the 

Albina Hall 1869 ' Democratic nominee for the office in 

Erasmus D. Comings 1S70 1855 and 1857. 

Erasmus D. Comings 1871 The i nte rests of education received 

Otis Cooper 18/2 ' * ... ,. - ■■ ... ^ , , 

Otis Cooper 1873 early attention in Croydon, and were 

Nathaniel P. Stevens. ............... J874 never neglected, so far as instruction 

Nathaniel P. Stevens 1S75 in the elementary, principles is con- 
John Blanchard 1876 cerne d though no academy or high 

John Blanchard 18< 7 n u T ' c .: . , • \ • , ° 

Georse W. Dunbar . . . 1878 gchooi was every maintained m town. 

George W.' Dunbar 1879 In the early days of the settlement the 

After 1879 the ;' /legislature met children were ealled together at the 

biennially and biennial elections were ho J ne f of M f e3 r , ^hippie where h IS 

held. Since then Croydon has had wlie f io ™)fy Catharine Forbush, a 

the following representatives: mo f st intelligent woman gave them 

& l - ■-■- instruction in the rudiments, and 

Hubbard Cooper 1S81 continued to do so without compensa- 

&££&■ Walker' T. ^[ ^ M ! ! ! Ml ti °\ y £ "70, the town voted to 

Charles H. Forehand 18S7 establish a school, and voted eighteen 

George W. Stockwell 1SS9 dollars to pay an instructor. In 

DeWalt C. Barton 1891 1772 eight pounds were raised, and a 

? w nTT * ]lll schoolhouse twenty feet square was 

James \\ . Da * is 189o , T _ J . A _• 

Alonzo Allen 1897 erected. In 17/8 it was voted to 

None .' 1S99 hire a mistress two months in the 

Steven W. Gilman , 1901 summer, and, two years later, to hire 

S°ir e ' a'x> qVwk Jan- a male teacher three months in the 

Hilliard R. Sanborn 190o . , , c , , , , , - . 

Xone ..1907 winter, and a temale the balance 01 

Ernest L. Cutting 1909 the year. There was but a single 

Waldo R. Howard 1911 district at first, but new districts were 

William H. Kemp 1913 f ormed f rom time to time, till in 1834, 

One Croydon man, only, so far as there were ten school districts estab- 
can be ascertained, was ever chosen to lished. In these ten districts were 
the state senate — Lemuel P. Cooper laid the foundations of that education 
in 1862 and 1863. None ever held a which, supplemented, in many cases, 
seat in the executive council or occu- by further instruction in other schools, 
pied the governor's chair — though one gave to the world in more than aver- 
Croydon man (Ruel Durkee) has been age proportion, from the town of 
credited with having a • much to do Croydon, men and women who, in 
in making governors, councilors, and the various walks of life, have left 
congressmen, even, as well as in shap- their impress for good upon the char- 
ing legislation and manipulating party acter of state and nation. In these 
machinery generally, as any other in districts sons and daughters of Croy- 
the state, in any period of its history, don taught school to a large extent, 
One native of the town — Gershom and many efficient teachers went out 
Powers — whose father, John Powers, from the town, for many years, to 
had removed to Vermont, became a teach in other places. A goodly num- 
lawyer and judge at Cayuga, N. Y., ber of the sons of Cro} r don secured 
was later superintendent of the Au- college education, and had such in- 
burn penitentiary and in 1829 was stitutions been open to women in 
chosen a member of Congress, serw those days, undoubtedly a proportion- 
ing four years. One other native of ate number of the daughters would 
the town, Levi W. Barton, might have have done the same, 
been a congressman, but for the As in most of our New England 



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towns, the church was early estab- 
lished, though there seems not to 
have been that thorough unity of 
sentiment among the settlers, which 
prevailed in many towns. Coming 
from different communities; there 
was a diversity in their denomina- 
tional leanings, but there were more 
Presbyterians than anything else, 
and the first church organized, though 
it subsequently became Congrega- 
tional was organized as a Presbyter- 
ian church. This was on September 
9, 1778, Rev. James Wellman of 
Cornish and Rev. Lyman Potter of 
Lebanon aiding in the work of organ- 
ization. Fourteen persons consti- 
tuted the membership at the start. 
These were Moses Whipple, Stephen 
Powers, Isaac Sanger, John Cooper, 
Joseph Hall, Jacob Leland, John 
Sanger, Catherine Whipple, Rachel 
Powers, Mary Cooper, Anna Leland, 
Lydia Hall, Hannah Giles and Lucy 
Whipple. 

This first church held its meetings 
in a house which had been built by the 
town, some four years previously, for 
a townhouse and meetinghouse com- 
bined. It had no settled pastor for 
a number of years, and, except when 
there occasionally happened to bo a 
minister present from some other 
town, conducted the service by sing- 
ing, prayer, and the reading of pub- 
lished sermons by some one of the 
members. Yet without a settled 
pastor it indulged in an extensive 
"revival" in 1780, which is said to 
have brought more people into the 
fold, in proportion to the population 
of the town than any other, though 
there were powerful demonstrations 
in the same fine in 1810 and again in 
1835. 

Late in the year 1787, Mr. Jacob 
Haven, a native of Framingham, 
Mass., born April 25, 1763, and a 
graduate of Harvard College of the 
class of 1785, came to town as a 
candidate for the pastorate, and, on 
the 11th of March following, the vot- 
ers in town meeting assembled voted 
to call him as their minister. Two 



days later the church joined in the 
call, which was accepted, and June 18, 
following, he was ordained and in- 
stalled; the sermon on the occasion 
having been preached by the Rev. 
David Kellogg of Framingham. By 
the conditions of his settlement he 
was to receive as salary, in addition 
to the share of land set apart for the 
first settled minister — for the first 
year forty pounds, the same "to rise 
annually as the valuation of those 
that support him. shall rise, until it 



Rev. Luther J. Fletcher, D.D. 

shall amount to sixty pounds." 
"'Said sum," it was stipulated, "shall 
be paid in neat stock, equal to good 
grass fed beef, at twenty shillings 
per hundred weight, or good rye, at 
four shillings per bushel." 

In 1794 a new church was erected 
by a committee of the town, which was 
a comparatively imposing structure, 
sixty feet by forty feet wide, with a 
porch at each end. The building, 
however, was never completed, the 
proposed sale of pews with which the 
necessary funds were to be raised 
not yielding the requisite return. In 
its unfinished state it could.be used 



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only in warm weather, and, finally, 
in 1828, it was taken down and the 
materials utilized in the construction 
of a townhouse. Meanwhile, in 1826, 
a number of individuals banded to- 
gether and erected a church, of even 
more pretentious proportions, it being 
sixty-eight feet in length, sixty feet 
wide and containing over one hundred 
pews.. It was crowned with a stately 
belfry in which was placed a fine 
toned bell, weighing 1000 pounds. 
Subsequently the house was deeded 
to the church society. 

The pastorate of the Rev. Jacob 
Haven was a long and notable one, 
extending actively from 1788 till 
1834, a period of forty-six years, 
while he continued to aid in the work 
of the parish well up to his death, 
March 17, 1845. "Priest" Haven, 
as he was generally known, was a 
good man, and a sound and able 
preacher according to the standards of 
his time, and exercised a powerful 
influence upon the character of the 
community. His theology was of 
the extreme Calvinistic order, and he 
believed and taught the now horrible 
doctrines of fore-ordination, infant 
damnation and endless punishment. 

Not all the people of the town, by 
any means, sustained the " standing 
order." There were quite a number 
of Baptists, from the first, some Uni- 
versalists, and, later, Methodism com- 
manded adherents. The Baptists 
having been excluded from use of the 
meetinghouse on the Sabbath allied 
themselves with the church at New- 
port; while the Methodists worshipped 
with their brethren in Grantham, for a 
time, till finally, about the middle of 
the last century, they built a church 
at the east village. The Universalists 
had occasional preaching in town, but 
no organized society was formed till 
1832. They worshipped in the town- 
hall till 1854, when Luther Jacobs, an 
enterprising citizen and member of 
their faith, built them a church at the 
"Flat." A Free Will Baptist church 
was organized here and maintained for 
a time, but ultimately became extinct. 



Quite a number of Croydon na- 
tives became preachers of the gospel, 
at one time and another, the most 
distinguished of whom was the Rev. 
Baron Stow, D.D., an eminent Bap- 
tist clergyman of Boston, who was 
the orator of the day on the occasion 
of the town's centennial celebration, 
June 13, 1866. Urias, Dennis and 
Josiah W. Powers, Samuel R. Hall 
and Austin Putnam, were Congrega- 
tional preachers of more or less dis- 
tinction. Luther J. Fletcher and 
James W. Putnam were able expo- 
nents of the Universalist faith. The 
former offered the prayer and was one 
of the speakers at the centennial. 

Not a few lawyers of eminence have 
been natives of Croydon, and others 
of no less prominence descended from 
Croydon stock. Among the former 
may be named Gershorn Powers of 
New York, judge and congressman; 
Jonas Cutting, long a judge of the 
Supreme Court of Maine; William P. 
Wheeler of Keene, twice Democratic 
candidate for Congress, and who 
might have been a judge had he ac- 
cepted, president of the day at the 
Croydon centennial; Levi W. Barton 
of Newport; George F. Putnam of 
Haverhill and Kansas City, and last, 
by no means least, the orator of the 
day — Wilbur H. Powers of Boston. 
As a few among the latter, Horace H. 
Powers, son of Dr. Hiram Powers, 
speaker of the Vermont House of 
Representatives, judge of the Supreme 
Court, and for ten years representa- 
tive in Congress; Orlando W. Powers, 
son of Rev. Josiah W., judge of the 
Supreme Court of Utah, and Demo- 
cratic candidate for United States 
Senator; Samuel L. Powers, son of 
Larnard Powers who settled in Cor- 
nish, distinguished member of the 
Boston bar and ex-congressman; Sher- 
man L. Whipple, son of Dr. Solomon 
L. Whipple of New London, also an 
eminent and successful Boston lawyer, 
twice Democratic candidate for Uni- 
ted States senator; and Jesse M. Bar- 
ton of Newport, son of Levi W., judge 
of probate for the County of Sullivan. 



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243 



While sending abroad many lawyers, 
Croydon has had but one resident 
practicing attorney in its entire his- 
tory — Samuel Morse, a native of Dub- 
lin, who located here in IS 15 and con- 
tinued until his death, fifty years later. 
Croydon first physician was Dr. 
Reuben Carroll, who was here from 
1793 till his death by accident in 1840. 
Delavan D. Marsh, a native of the 
town, commenced practice in Croy- 
don in 1837, and continued through 
life, as did William Barton, another 
native, commencing in 1845. A re- 
markable number of Crovdon born 



ton, however, a native of the town, had 
a brilliant career as an editor in New- 
port and Concord and was prominent 
in politics. In more recent ■ days 
Hubbard W. Barton was for some 
years associate "editor of the Argus 
and Spectator at Newport. Charles 
Eugene Hard, also Croydon born, 
was a gifted writer of both poetry and 
prose, and was for many years literary 
editor of the Boston Transcript. In 
this connection may be mentioned 
Augusta Cooper Bristol, daughter of 
Col. Otis Cooper, a woman of strong 
literary taste and ability, a prolific 



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men have followed the medical pro- 
fession elsewhere, including William 
F. and Alanson Cooper of New York, 
Willard P. and Otis Gibson, of New- 
port and Pennsylvania, David C. 
Powers of New York, Horace Pow- 
ers of Vermont, Daniel Ward and 
Griswold W. Wheeler • of Illinois, 
Solomon L. Whipple of New London, 
Marshall Perkins of Marlow, William 
H. and Willard 0. Hurd of Canada 
and Grantham and J. L. Cain of New- 
port, president of the day at this 
one hundred and fiftieth anniversary 
celebration. 

Few Croydon natives have been 
prominent in journalism. Cyrus Bar- 



magazine writer, as well as lecturer 
of note, who wrote the poem for the 
centennial anniversary celebration. 

While manufacturing, in a small 
way, in some lines, was carried on in 
Croydon, in times past, about $40,000 
worth of products having been turned 
out, from eleven different establish- 
ments, in 1850, agriculture has al- 
ways been the employment of the 
great majority of the people. Yet, 
from the character of its soil, rocky 
and rugged as it is, it was only 
through persistent and industrious 
effort that the farmers of the town, 
for two or three generations, as they 
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remunerative, and gained a reputa- 
tion for success and thrift. Statis- 
tics show that in 1850 there were 
13,400 acres of improved land in the 
town, and 849,125 worth of live 
stock; that over 50,000 pounds of 
butter, 10,000 pounds of cheese, 
14,000 bushels of potatoes, 5,000 
bushels of corn, 1,500 bushels of 
wheat, 15,000 pounds of wool, and 
17,000 pounds of maple sugar were 
produced during the previous year. 
And in that year, as I distinctly 
remember, there werejeighty yokes 
of oxen, from the town of Croydon, 
exhibited at the Sullivan County Fair 
in Claremont, driven in through the 
enterprising management of Hon. 
Moses Humphrey, then a resident of 
the town, but afterward mayor of 
Concord and long president of the 
State Board of Agriculture. \ 

Of the merchants and mechanics 
of the town, and men of other call- 
ings, whose intelligent devotion to 
their occupation contributed to the 
general welfare and prosperity of the 
community, time and space permit 
no mention here, even were the neces- 
sary information at command. All 
•performed well their part and found 
their reward, with others, in the satis- 
faction which comes from the con- 
sciousness of duty done. 

Croydon enjoyed the high tide of 
its prosperity, so far as population is 
an index, from 1820 to 1830, having 
1060 inhabitants in the former year 
and 1057 the latter, the greatest in- 
crease of any decade being from 1700 
to 1800, when the figures rose from 
536 to 984. After 1830 there was a 
marked decline in every decade, re- 
sulting, primarily, from the universal 
trend toward the cities and the great 
west, and, incidentally, in the closing 
decades of the last century, from the 
establishment of the Corbin or Blue 
Mountain pork, which embraces half 
the territory and nearly half the farms 
of the town. 

The decadence of this town, in 
point of population and material 
prosperity, striking as it is, is not 



greater than that of many other of 
our rural towns, throughout the state 
and New England. The fact seems 
most deplorable, but from the tend- 
encies of the times, and conditions 
practically unavoidable, was neces- 
sarily inevitable. Whether, or not, 
rehabilitation shall come, through 
tendencies yet to be developed, is a 
question for speculation upon which 
we may not dwell at this time. We 
may now merely indulge the hope, 
that the "Coniston" of Winston 
Churchill's romantic pen, the Croy- 
don of the olden days, may realize in 
the not distant future, the fondest 
dreams of those loyal sons and daugh- 
ters, who cherish in their hearts an 
unquenchable love for the good old 
town and a deathless pride in its 
record of achievement; and who trust 
in Providence for a restoration of its 
prestige and prosperity. 



Fifty years ago in" June, the one 
hundredth anniversary of the settle- 
ment of Croydon was celebrated with 
great display and circumstance — the 
booming of cannon, the ringing of 
bells, the music of a band, and the 
gathering of a great crowd, esti- 
mated at 3000 people. Col. Otis 
Cooper was chairman of the commit- 
tee of arrangements; Nathan Hall 
was chief marshal, William P. Wheeler 
president of the day; Rev. Luther J. 
Fletcher, chaplain; Rev. Baron Stow, 
D.D., orator, followed by a dozen 
other speakers in brief remarks. All 
the active participants in that cele- 
bration, and most of those in attend- 
ance have passed away. 

During the past year the subject of 
a one hundred and fiftieth anniver- 
sary observance began to be agitated, 
and at the annual town meeting in 
March it was voted that one be held, 
and the sum of SI 50 appropriated 
toward the necessary expenses. 

A committee consisting of George 
A. Wright, chairman, George T. 
Blanchard, Kay H. Dodge, David S. 
Powell and Ernest T. Cutting was 
appointed, to act conjointly with the 



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officers of the town's "Old Home 
Week" Association: Albert I. Bar- 
ton, president; Edgar W. Davis, vice- 
president; Mrs. Alice P. Putnam, 
secretary, and Dana S. Gross, treasurer 
— in making all necessary arrange- 
ments. 

_ "It was decided to hold the celebra- 
tion on Thursday of "Old Home 
Week/' and the various necessary 
sub-committees were appointed, as 
follows: 

COMMITTEES 

Soliciting — Mr. and Mrs. Ellsworth D. 
Comings, Mr. and Mrs. Ray H. Dodge, Mr. 
and Mrs. Charles S. Walker, Mr. and Mrs. 
Edward J. Hurley, Mr. and Mrs. Edgar W. 
Davis, Mr. and Mrs. Hilliard R. Sanborn, 
Mrs. Helen L. Barton, Mrs. Sybil Howard. 

Table — Mrs. Helen L. Barton,' Mr. and 
Mrs. John H. Alexander, Mr. and Mrs. 
Ellsworth D. Comings, Mr. and Mrs. Dana 
S. Gross, Mr. and Mrs. Fred W. Putnam, Mr. 
and Mrs. Edgar W. Davis, Mr. Herbert D. 
Barton, Miss Beatrice A. Barton, Miss Irene 
B. Sargent. 

Decorating — George L. Dukeshare, Miss 
Katharine M. Ide, A. Lloyd Alexander. 

Reception — Mr. and Mrs. Melvin S. 
Fletcher, Mr. and Mrs. Frank P. Winter,' 
Mr. and Mrs. William W. Partridge, Mr. and 
Mrs. Eugene W. Dodge, Mrs. Addie A. 
Cooper, Mrs. Ellen Miner. 

Programme — Dana S. Gross, John H. 
"Alexander, Mrs. Edgar W. Davis, • Mrs. 
Helen L. Barton, Mrs. Nelson Cote. 

Music— Mr. and Mrs. Edwin H. Ide, Mrs. 
Lizzie Cutting, Ellsworth D. Comings, 
Charles C. Barton, Biaine C. Hall. 

Invitation — Edgar W. Davis, Dana S. 
Gross. 

Sports— Thomas R. Hall Leonard G. Hol- 
britter, William Angier, Donald Barton, A. 
Lloyd Alexander. 

Village Improvement — William Angier, 
A. Lloyd Alexander, Leonard G. Holbritter, 
Thomas R. Hall. 

Ushers — Charles C. Barton, A. Lloyd 
Alexander. 

Doorkeeper — Nelson Cote. 

The programme committee has 
announced the exercises of the day. as 
follows : 



PROGRAM 
10:30 A. M. } Exercises at the Church 
Music 

Prayer Rev. W. F. Whit comb 

Address of Welcome, 

George A. Wright, Chairman of Committee 
Address 

Dr. J. Leavitt Cain, President of the Day 
Musrc 
Historical Address 

H. H. Metcalf, Concord, State Historian 
Music 

12:00 O'clock Dinner at the Hall 



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President of tne Day at Croydon's One Hundred and 
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2:00 P. M. 

Music 

Oration Hon. Wilbur H. Powers, of Boston 

Solo Mr. Henry Brown 

Five Minute Impromptu Speeches 

Music 

Benediction 



On Sunday, August 20,— " Old 
Home Sunday" — a sermon appro- 
priate to the occasion will be given 
at the church by the pastor, Rev. 
W. F. Whitcomb. 



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CROYDON, AUGUST 14/ 1900 

By Elizabeth Barton Richards 

Oh, little town of Croydon, 

How peacefully you lie 
Between your hills and mountains, 

Beneath the bright blue sky; 
Your sparkling ponds and rivers, 

With glare of silver sheen, 
Your far-ofr wooded hilltops, 

And farms, that lie between. ~ 

Your mountain in the background — 
, . Protector, guardian, friend, 

That has watched you from the starting, 

Will watch you to the end — 
All form the matchless picture 
That we have in mind today, 
, 'Tho mountain, hill and river 
Are far and farther away. 

Oh, dear old Croydon mountain! 

Oh, Counsellor most mild! 
We come to you broken-hearted 

With our pulses mad and wild, 
And we find the balm of healing 

In your kindly care and skill; 
And the broken heart is quiet, 

And the throbbing pulse is still. 

For, outside your rocky portals, 

The world of care and song, 
Of smiles and tears, of cares and fears, 

Rolls evermore along, 
With its burden of sin and sorrow, 

Its wars of crime and pain, 
The strife of man with his brother man 

In the awful greed for gain; 

Till we almost forget to listen 

For a voice that long ago 
By the wave washed shore of Galilee 

In tones that were sweet and low, 
Taught the lesson of love and kindness, 

Of charity, more and more, 
Of forgiveness seven and seventy times, 

Of unselfishness o'er and o'er. 

But once in awhile there comes a note 
Clear and sweet and strong;. 

And we start with sudden uplifted heads 
Forgetting all the wrong 



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That we have received — that we have done, 

Hearing only that clarion tone, 
Flung out from New Hampshire's rocky hills 

Bidding her children come home. 

And so we come back to you, Croydon, 

Bringing our tribute of song, 
To thank you for all you have given us — ■ 

Your lessons in right and wrong, 
For your clear-eyed sense of duty, 

Your steadfast adherence to right, 
For the faith that looks through the darkness 

And sees the coming light; 

For the noble men and women 

You have sent out year by year, 
For the hearts so warm and kindly - 

That wait to welcome us here; 
For the love that always meets us 

When back to your arms we come — 
For all this we thank you, Crovdon, 

On the day that you call "Old Home." 



LITTLE JIM 

By Francis A. Corey 

Sometimes I am sick with longin', 

x\n' my eyes git blurry an' dim, 
Because out where the well boys frolic, 

There's no room for poor crippled Jim. 
But no chum could be nicer than mammy, 

So patient, so lovin', so sweet! 
When she cuddles me up I don't envy 

The little boys out in the street. 

I hear the soft call o' the meadows, 

The singin' o' birds in the trees, 
An' a sound that soothes an' lures me — 

The low lullaby hum of bees; 
An' I long to lie in the grasses, 

My face upturned to the blue, 
For the wind to kiss as it passes — 

But mammy must be there, too! 

The lump in my throat gits bigger 

When I think o' the fun I miss. 
'Most any boy would git lonesome 

Shut in from his playmates like this. 
But mammy is here — dear mammy! 

To smile on me all the day long, 
So I guess I'm 'most as happy 

As the boys who are well an' strong. 



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THE ALASKA SCHOOL SERVICE 



By Isabel Ambler Oilman 



"In what language do 3'ou do your 
thinking?" asked a visitor at the 
public school at Petersburg, Alaska, as 
a class in history and civics closed 
their books for recitation. 

The fair-haired, blue-eyed children 
of the northern cannery town smiled, 
and the class leader answered : " Why, 
sir, we all speak Norwegian at home, 
— our mothers don't understand Eng- 
lish, — and we translate our work into 
our own language when we think it 
out by ourselves." 

Reader, did you ever purchase a 
trifle at a foreign store, and compute 
its relative value in United States 
legal tender before handing over your 
foreign cash? When you ponder prob- 
lems relating to France, Germany, 
Mexico, or other countries, whose 
language you have mastered, do you 
ponder in the foreign tongue, or do 
your throughts unconsciously flow 
through the natural channels of your 
birth : language? 

The fisher-folk of Scandinavian 
Europe, whose children are being 



Americanized at the coast settlements 
in Alaska, besides being possessed of a 
birth-language rich in expansion and 
expression, had crossed the ocean and 
seen something of America before- 
reaching their new northern home. 
They brought with them inherited 
memories of civilizations much older 
than our own, and, in many cases, 
they had some scholastic education 
upon which to build the structure of 
their Americanism. 

Not so with the aboriginal tribes 
of Alaska. 

Forty-nine years ago, when we took 
the inhabitants of "Seward's Ice- 
box" into our care, and promised the 
rights and immunities of citizenship 
to all of Russian blood, the natives of 
Alaska were savages. Not the sav- 
ages of history, who welcomed white 
settlers with tomahawk and scalping 
knife. The food and climate of the 
far northwestern peninsula are not 
conducive to bloody warfare. The 
aborigines of Alaska were a quiet, 
gentle, non-resistive people, glad of 



Isabel Ambler Gilman, the writer of this deeply interesting and most fascinating article 
is a woman of wide and varied experience. Born and educated in England and teaching: 
eight years in that country and Wales before coming to America, her restless' and energetic 
spirit impelled her to action in that and other lines, following marriage and transcontinental 
travel. During her residence in the town of Meredith she taught for five years in the town 
and village schools, organized the Meredith Woman's Progress Club and the Center Harbor 
Woman's Club, served as Lecturer of Winnipesaukee Grange and as clerk of the Meredith 
Town School Board. Meanwhile she lectured, wrote poetry and published a charming vol- 
ume of the latter, entitled "Echoes from the Grange." Going to the great North West some 
ten years ago, she taught school, pursued journalism, studied law, graduated LL..B. was 
admitted to practice in the State of Washington, and soon after, seeking new fields of action 
moved on to the "farthest North," Alaska, the land of the "midnight sun." eternal snow' 
ice-bound rivers, majestic mountains, gigantic forests, mines of wealth, and silent limitless 
spaces, where the daring traveiei may be "alone with God." 

- Over this vast and scarcely peopled Empire of the North, she has been led bv her tireless and 
adventurous spirit, yet rendering valiant service all the while. Entering the government 
school service, she was for two years principal of the white graded school at = Petersburg: since 
when she has been stationed at Kanokouak, on the Bering Sea Coast; at Seldovia, in' Cook 
Inlet, and at Rampart, in the interior, just under the Arctic Circle, in the Alaska school service 
This latter is the northernmost point on the continent where a school is maintained. Here- 
she passed the last winter, but comes down to Seattle and civilization for her vacation period. 

where she may be addressed for the next few weeks. Her book "Alaska-land" one of the 

products of her versatile pen, heretofore alluded to in the Granite Monthly, published two 
years ago, and for sale by Baker and Taylor Co., New York, gives most interesting glimpses 
of that far away wonderland, and not a little insight into the character of this remarkable 
woman. 



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249 



brotherhood with every passing 
stranger, for strangers ' were few 
and far between and came not to rob 
them of their homes and haunts. 

When the Russian priests taught 
them the Greek religion, they ac- 
cepted it because it added interest to 
the otherwise nothingness of their 
dull cold lives. When the white 
trappers wanted furs, there were 
plenty of wild animals whose natural 
increase should suffice for all purposes. 
And when other white men went 
crazy after the yellow mineral, hidden 
among the sands of their frozen 
creeks and rivers, it was nothing to the 
Indian and Eskimo. But, when the 
white conquerors took their young 
women for mates, settled down among 
them, and a new race of beings — the 
Alaskan half-breeds — began to take 
the place of their own offspring, the 
aborigines of Alaska waked. Their 
scanty language expanded to include 
the belongings of the whites, their 
rude colloquialisms, and a few glim- 
mers of the great somewhere whence 
they had come. 

Then " Uncle Samuel" remembered 
his treaty-promises to do something 
for the aboriginal inhabitants of his 
new territory, and the Alaska School 
Service, hitherto regarded in the 
light of missionary enterprise, 
stretched its paternal arms over five 
hundred and ninety thousand square 
miles of territory, and undertook to 
fit the descendants of aboriginal 
tribes, adults as well as minors, for 
Alaskan citizenship. 

Now please don't get this service 
confused with the Indian Service of 
the United States, or with the terri- 
torial schools for white children and 
half-breeds in Alaska. It is separate 
and distinct from both, though under 
control of the United States Bureau of 
Education, Department of the In- 
terior. 

Had the twenty-five thousand odd 
natives of Alaska been grouped in 
large centers, as are the majority of 
white residents, the task of fitting 
them for citizenship might not have 



offered so many difficulties to the 
United States Commissioner of Ed- 
ucation and his staff — especially the 
chief of the school service. But 
when we realize that Atka and Met- 
lakahtla, the two southernmost 
schools in the service, are four 
thousand miles apart; that Barrow, 
Wainwright and Icy Cape, the three 
nothernmost schools, are north of the 
seventieth parallel and separated 






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from their six other Arctic neighbors 
by many hundreds of miles of white 
silence; and that at least a dozen 
others to the westward are far be- 
yond the limits of transportation and 
mail service, we may obtain some idea 
of the scope and variety of those dif- 
ficulties so little understood by the 
people of the United States. 

And the benefits of the school 
service are not all to the native by any 
means. The few hundred thousands 



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of dollars already appropriated by 
Congress and spent on the education 
of the natives of Alaska have brought 
their returns, and have aided very 
materially in opening up the treas- 
ures of that immense territory, des- 
tined to form the forty-ninth star in 
our banner of peace. 

People of Rampart! In the name of the 
United States Native school, I welcome you 
here tonight, and hope you will have patience 
to listen to us while we speak to you in Eng- 
lish. Of the twenty-one children taking part 
in this entertainment, seven had never been 
to school before this winter; six of us had at- 
tended school but a few weeks, and the other 
eight of us had been nineteen months without 
school in Rampart and had forgotten much of 
what we had. learned before. Speaking big 
hard words in the English language does not 
come easy to Indian children, and to half- 
breeds who have lost their white fathers. To 
understand the meaning of what we read and 
say, we have to translate it into our Indian 
language, and in many cases our own language 
does not contain words to represent those 
things and ideas we would translate. We 
have never been away from our native river, 
the Yukon; we have never seen many of the 
things our books tell us of; but we have clone 
the best we could and done it gladly. Per- 
haps we have done it better than the white 
men of Rampart could have done if they had 
to give this program in the Indian language. 

So spoke Rachel George, a fifteen- 
year-old Indian girl, from the rostrum 
of the Rampart courthouse, to the 
white miners and prospectors who had 
gathered from distant creeks to hear 
the school children celebrate the 
birthday of Abraham Lincoln. Ra- 
chel's complexion was swarthy, and 
her figure typical of the Yukon race, 
but in dress, manners and enuncia- 
tion, she was as perfect as the average 
rural schoolgirl in the United States. 

One generation removed from bar- 
barism, the dusky daughter of the 
frigid North faced the white conquer- 
ors of her birthland — hardy men 
from almost every. .European country 
■ — and spoke to them in the adopted 
tongue in which not all of them had 
yet-learned to do their thinking. 



§ "A. stands for Alaska/' said a 
six-year-old Koyukuk maiden, the 
daughter of a Yukon princess. She 
wore a little white embroidered dress, 
and her shining raven locks were tied 
with a blue ribbon, fashion-book 
style, as she stood alone on the front 
of the stage, beautiful, and unafraid. 

"That's the best country in the 
world, ice think!" chorused the geog- 
raphy class who occupied the second 
row on the stage, and a score of old 
Yukon pioneers — white men from 
God's country — nodded approval. 

"B. stands fqr Barrow; that's the 
farthest northern schoolhouse in the 
world," declared a tiny Indian boy, in 
corduroy knickerbockers and white 
frilled shirtwaist. 

"K. stands for Kinak, Koyukuk, 
Kobuk and Kotzebue; Kenai, Knik, 
and Kodiak; Kake and Kasaan; 
Kluwak, Klukwan, and Killisnoo; 
Kogiung, Kilukak, Konuluk, Kan-. 
akanak," chorused the class, mouth- 
ing the Alaskan names as easily as a 
white child pronounces " America/' 
and fearlessly meeting the gaze of a 
.hundred white men from the gold 
diggings. Then another little tot 
stepped forward and added, with an 
air of appreciative superiority, 
"They're- all schools, and there's lots 
and lots more." 

The audience grinned and ap- 
plauded. 

"I'm glad I don't have to name 
'em," chuckled a miner on the front 
seat. " I never could twist my tongue 
round them K's." 

But the little school children never 
hesitated. Down through the entire 
alphabetical list they went, with a 
word of explanation here, and a song 
there to break the monotony of the 
recitation, for this was a memory 
test as well as a lesson in articulation 
and geography. 

But the Yukon Indians, through 
long association with white pioneers, 
have assimilated much of the lan- 
guage, manners and customs of fron- 
tier civilization. Many of their 
daughters are the wives of mine 
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men, and a new race, the Yukon half- 
breeds, a stronger, more dominantly 
virile race, is peopling the shores of 
the mighty river. 

Located about midway between 
Dawson and the north Bering Sea. 
and sixty miles below the Arctic 
Circle, Rampart, a dead mining camp 
now, headquarters for many trappers 
and hunters, has a climate ranging 
from ninety in the summer to sixty- 
five below zero in the winter. One 
morning last January, while the school 
children were quietly studying their 
reading lessons, a three-year old boy 
appeared at the school door, a stick 
of stove wood tightly clasped in his 
beaver-mittened hands. 

"You let me stay, teacher, I pack 
wood for you/' he announced good- 
naturedly. 
. The school thermometer outside 
the door registered fifty-eight below 
zero at that moment and the teacher 
lost no time in closing the door — with 
the boy on the inside. 

"He won't stay home, teacher," ex- 
plained an older sister from her corner 
behind a red-hot stove, " and papa says 
it'll be sixty below to-night." 

Sixty below! The teacher had 
never experienced that. She shud- 
dered as she hung a small beaver 
"Yukon" cap and mittens beside a 
small ermine-lined coat on the wall; 
but the child serenely tucked himself 
into a primary seat alongside other 
babies who "wouldn't stay at home." 
He was the three-quarter breed grand- 
son of the white founder of Rampart, 
— a man well. known as hunter and 
trapper all over northern Alaska. 

"Baby wake, teacher," piped the 
last comer, suddenly remembering 
something. He wriggled in his seat 
and peered through a frosted double 
window. 

"Baby where?" demanded the 
teacher quickly. 

i But a tall curly-haired half-breed 
girl had already risen from her seat 
and glided to the door, her pale cheeks 
tinged with shame at the deception 
practised on the teacher. 



"Mother told me to stay home with 
baby, teacher, and I didn't want to," 
she pleaded, drawing the baby sled 
into the schoolroom. She rescued 
a squirming youngster from under a 
bundle of furs and "mothered" it on 
the little bench behind the stove, 
glancing meaningly through the open 
door of the girl's cloakroom, where two 
other baby sleds, each containing a 
sleeping child, had been pushed out of 
the way, as though sure that their 
presence mitigated her own offense. 



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Hunting Ptarmigan on the Bering Coast, 1913 

There being no age limit in the 
Alaska School Service, the register 
enrollment of pupils seldom contains 
the names of all. The schoolhouse is 
the regular calling place for all Indian 
wayfarers who have a few hours to 
spare. If the corner behind the stove 
is not filled with girl-mothers and 
babies, it may be pre-empted by 
grandfathers and uncles. 

That night proved to be the climax 
of the lone teacher's polar experience. 
Awakened by the continued cracking 
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intense cold, she arose to cram the 
heater with more stove wood, and 
happening to glance through the 
uncurtained north window, saw the 
night ablaze with color. Like a huge 
volcano pouring ethereal lava over 
the face of heaven, flamed- a wild 
aurora from its Arctic storehouse 
where, she thought, all the search- 
lights of heaven and hades must be 
hidden. Scintillant, florescent waves 
of delicate opaline, through which the 
stars mocked and danced, flooded the 
sky-dome, tinting the white expanse 
of earth and river with delicate re- 
flection. Like ribbons about an old 
fashioned M ay-pole woven by unseen 
hands, Aurora's brilliant streamers 
shaped themselves into a long funnel, 
from which burst immense sheets of 
living flame that stained both sky 
and earth blood-red, — a spectacular 
display never to be forgotten, never 
surpassed, and well worth all the 
discomforts of the polar night to 
witness. 

In the morning, when the teacher 
rang the ten o'clock bell for school, 
and the babies who " wouldn't stay 
at home" trooped up the school hill, 
the mercury, by the light of a match, 
stood at sixty-five below zero. The 
kerosene - was frozen in the school 
lamps. But the Yukon half-breeds 
laughed at the cold. 

" Look, teacher! The sun! the sun!" 

It was the first day of February, 
exactly twelve o'clock. Through the 
southwest window of the schoolroom 
glinted obliquely a yellow radiance 
that outlined the reflection of the 
windowframe on the . opposite wall 
and lighted up the room. 

With one impulse teacher and 
pupils moved toward the window, 
blinking their eyes, shading them with 
their hands, laughing helplessly as 
they attempted to look at the upper 
rim of a pale yellow ball just showing 
above the edge of the horizon. After 
seventy-two days of darkness and 
dull gray daylight, the human eye 
refused to adjust itself so quickly to 
the sudden brightness. 



"Put on your things, children," 
said the teacher. 

Swiftly they obeyed, but before the 
foremost could reach the door the 
light faded. 

"Look, teacher! It's gone!" they 
cried regretfully, staring at the spot 
where the yellow rim had appeared to 
rest; but only a lightening of the gray 
clouds remained in evidence of the 
glad fact that the polar night was 
over. 

It was thirty-eight below zero. 
Three months of winter yet remained, 
but what mattered that? Their souls 
had thrilled once again to "God's 
smile," and hope, joy, and expecta- 
tion mingled with the lines of regret 
painted on every youthful face. 

So it appeared to the teacher when 
Rachel George stood on the court- 
house rostrum and uttered her words 
of welcome to the white men of Ram- 
part precinct, on Lincoln's birthday. 
Rachel was still a Yukon Indian, but 
the God-soul of her had waked from 
its long sleep, — her spirit had burst 
the bonds of savage heredity and 
barbarous environment, and the com- 
ing citizenship of her race spoke from 
her lips. She knew nothing of street 
cars, airships, automobiles, sky scrap- 
ers and modern bath-tubs, but she 
knew how to snare rabbits for food, 
lynx for furs, how to manage a fish- 
wheel, row a boat, chop down a tree, 
saw ice for drinking water, saw wood 
for fires. She knew how to tan 
moose skins for Yukon footwear and 
mittens, how to make snowshoes and 
sleds. She knew, too, how to make 
raised bread and baking-powder bis- 
cuit, how to wash and iron clothes, 
mend them, and keep her mother's 
cabin clean and neat. No girl in all 
xilaska made prettier bead work. She 
had learned to make tatted and 
crocheted lace at school, to run a 
sewing machine, knit mittens for 
spring wear, and, perhaps the most 
useful of all, how to grow vegetables. 

Vegetables sixty miles from the 
Arctic line? Yes indeed! Nearly 
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his vegetable garden, and no better 
potatoes, peas, carrots, turnips, cab- 
bap s, lettuce, radishes, and the like, 
are raised elsewhere. 

When the sun comes back in the 
spring, and the days grow twenty- 
four hours long; when two thousand 
miles of ice, approximately five feet 
thick and half a mile wide, has drifted 
down to Bering Sea, and little gaso- 
line launches chug-chug along the 
Yukon. Nature puts on her summer 
robe of green and garden truck grows 
almost twice as fast as it does in 
places where days are shorter. 
There's no lovelier, more fertile spot in 
all the Granite State than Rampart 
in*the nightless days of summer glory. 

"Do you teach religion in your 
native schools?'' inquired • a lady 
tourist from Boston. 

"No, we live it in our daily duties," ' 
replied the teacher. 

To put brightness into dull cold 
lives, enlarge the native's scope of 
comprehension and his means of 
livelihood, encourage him to greater 
effort, fit him to cope with the con- 
ditions of border civilization, and 
make him a useful stepping-stone 
between the unwritten past and the 
rosy future of " Seward's treasure- 
box," these are the tenets of the 
teacher's religion, — honesty, truth- 
fulness, love, helpfulness, health, en- 
durance and uplift. 

But that is not all. 

"Teacher! There's a man hurt in 
the sawmill! They want you quick!" 
panted a youth, one Sabbath day, as 
he reached the lone teacher's cabin, — 
high above and back of the camp. 

The teacher stuffed her pockets 
with bandages and antiseptics and 
ran down the hill to the spot where a 
soldier lay, the cords and arteries 
of one arm severed at the wrist, the 
biceps muscle gouged out, and a piece 
of dirty rope and a rusty file holding 
back the life-torrent with wirich 
everything about was stained. 

Twenty minutes later, a long Yukon 
sled drawn by seven powerful hus- 
kies, and guided by a young half- 



breed who knew the river and its 
dangerous condition, carried the 
wounded man toward the nearest 
hospital — seventy-five miles away. 
A white miner accompanied them. 
The going was rough, surface water 
in some places two feet deep, the ice 
cracking, but they never stopped 
until sixty miles was covered and a 
relief sled from the army hospital, 
summoned by another soldier youth 
who ran ten miles to tap a telegraph 
wire, was met. After twenty hours 
of excruciating agony the hospital 
was reached. 

That was on the last day of April. 
Had the accident happened a few 
days later, nothing could have saved 
the life of the injured man, for the 
frozen river was the only available 
trail at that time of the year. The 
half-breed was the best man who 
dared to make the trip. His Indian 
mother's powers of endurance and 
knowledge of local conditions, coupled 
with his white father's intelligence 
and dominant spirit, gave him a 
higher percentage of efficiency for 
such an ordeal. 

Medical aid is a part of every 
teacher's sworn duty in the Alaska 
School Service. Government sup- 
plies are often the only medicines 
obtainable in cases of grave emergency, 
for whites as well as natives. Eleven 
physicians and a dozen trained nurses 
are numbered among the field force 
of the service. 

A knowledge of law doesn't come 
amiss at times. In places remote 
from the jurisdiction of courts, the 
teacher is frequently the only law- 
giver of the community, as well as 
the only doctor. She is census taker, 
keeper of vital statistics, arbitrator 
of quarrels, health officer, peace 
officer, friend and confidant of every- 
one in distress. Sanitation, hygiene 
of a practical nature, economy, thrift, 
domestic science suitable to environ- 
ment, manual training calculated to 
utilize the products of each particu- 
lar locality, and a general knowledge 
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citizenship, are all included in the 
industrial work of the service which 
forms two-fifths of the instruction 
given. 

Each section of the vast territory 
presents a different problem; each 
is rich in a different way; each must 
be settled and self-sustaining in the 
future. Rachel George, of Rampart, 
is a type of Yukon Indian who has 
benefited by five years training under 
the Alaska School Service. There 
are thousands more like her scattered 
over the territory, thousands of bright 
bo} T s and girls who instruct their old 
parents in modern methods of sani- 
tary living and pass the knowledge 
obtained in the service schools on to 
other members of their race. 

But all the natives of the great 
Northland are not so well off as the 
Yukon Indians, and the teacher who 
braves the life of the isolated and 
undesirable corners of Alaska, remote 
from the scant comfort of border 
civilization, must be a good deal of a 
missionary in spirit. 

The t.ourist who views Alaska from 
the deck of a passing steamer, in the 
summer time, knows little of the real 
life of the land. The person who 
visits Alaska for the sole purpose of 
getting rich quick, is apt to be dis- 
appointed. The teacher looking for 
a graded school and all the comforts 
of home, had better stay with the 
cities and larger settlements of white 
people, for the service schools, like 
oases in a desert hundreds, sometimes 
thousands of miles apart, are only 
adapted- to those who can forget 
themselves in their ministrations to 
mankind. 

"What's the use of educating 
Alaskan Indians and Eskimos?" asks 
the white trader, profiting by the 
ignorance of the native trapper. 

"What's the use of wasting the 
taxpayers' money on a race of var- 
mints?" demands the whiskey ped- 
dler, who forgets to marry the 
"varmint" he has debauched. 

Shall the " no-account" fatherless 
half-breeds be held responsible for the 



sins of their parents? Are the chil- 
dren of heathen nations beyond the 
seas, or those of Christianized Eu- 
rope, whose fathers are now butcher- 
ing each other in unholy war, of more 
consequence to us than the little 
half-breeds of our own Alaska 

Our federal lawmakers, in disposing 
of these half-breed children, made 
them eligible to attend schools for 
white children after such schools had 
been lawfully established in the ter-< 
ritory, but not eligible to be counted 
as white children in the establish- 
ment of the schools. 

This distinction results in denying 
school privileges to both whites and 
half-breeds in thinly settled sections 
where half-breeds predominate, or in 
burdening the Alaska School Service 
with the education of white men's 
children on funds appropriated for the 
education of Indians and Eskimos. 

The half-breed of Alaska, son of 
a white pioneer, — a citizen of the 
United States lawfully married to a 
native-born Indian or Eskimo woman 
of Alaska, — raised according to white 
standards, and himself a citizen upon 
attaining his majority, has no educa- 
tional rights of his own. 

Isn't it about time, Mr. Senator, 
Mr. Congressman, that you take the 
stigma from this so-called misalliance 
of the old pioneer, — the man who gave 
his life in reclaiming the Alaskan 
wild that you may have the glory of 
adding another star to our proud 
flag? Isn't it about time that you 
recognize the educational rights of 
these little children of ours by striking 
out that word white from line seven, 
section 324, of chapter two of the 
compiled laws of the territory of 
Alaska for the year 1913(page 231)? 

Instead of despising the half-breed 
who reverts to the w r ays of his mater- 
nal relatives, let us extend to him the 
right of self-respect, and the privileges 
we freely give to the children of 
foreign born residents in the States. 
The white man very often labors in 
Alaska with the hope of some day- 
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half-breed is a permanent resident; — 
Alaska is his home. 

Besides the one hundred and six 
teachers, now in the active field force 
of the Alaska School Service, there 
are as many more employed in the 
graded schools of her cities and towns, 
and in the ungraded schools of camps 
and exclusive white settlements, train- 
ing Alaska's white sons and daugh- 
ters for future citizenship. 

Let those who still imagine Alaska 



to be an ice-bound wilderness realize 
this fact: 

The xVlaska School Service is now 
educating three thousand six hundred 
and sixty-six natives of school age, 
and the Territorial school system for 
white children, of which the governor 
is the head, maintains about fifty 
schools, providing accommodations for 
twenty-six hundred white children. 
Some of Alaska's high schools are 
accredited in the States. 



NEW HAMPSHIRE NECROLOGY 



HON. GEORGE D. MARCY 

George D. Marcy, ex-Mayor of Ports- 
mouth, died suddenly at the hospital in that 
city June 17, from cerebral hemorrhage, 
having been suddenly attacked when on the 
way home, with his wife, from an evening 
entertainment. 

He was the son of the late Hon. Daniel and 
Catherine (Lord) Marcy, born October 1, 
18G6, and was educated in the public schools, 
at St. Paul's School, Concord, and the 
Massachusetts Institute of Technology. Go- 
ing west, 'he was for some time engaged in a 
Kansas City bank; but returned home and 
engaged in the real estate and insurance 
business, as a member of the firm of W. E. 
Pierce & Co. Politically he was a staunch 
Democrat, and had served in both branches 
of the Portsmouth City government, as 
Mayor in 1903-4, and as a member of the 
State legislature in 1911-12. In November, 
1914, he was made a field deputy in the in- 
ternal revenue service, attached to the Ports- 
mouth office, and his duties carried him through 
Maine, New Hampshire and Vermont. 

He wa3 one of the founders and a Past 
President of- the Portsmouth Athletic club; 
Past Exalted Ruler of Portsmouth Lodge of 
Elks; Past Eminent Commander of De Witt 
Clinton Commandery, Knights Templar, 
and a member of St. Andrew lodge, A. F. & 
A. M.; Damon Lodge. K of P., Washington 
Chapter, Royal Arch Masons, and the 
Mechanics Fire Society. 

He leaves a wife, who was Miss Bessie 
Scott Smith, a daughter of W. Scott Smith 
of Washington and Rye North Beach. 

HON LEMUEL F. LISCOM ' 
Hon. Lemuel F. Liscom, of Hinsdale, died 

at his home in that town, Thursday, July 20, 

at the age of 75 years. 

Mr. Liscom was born on the farm where 

he always resided, February 17, 1841, the 

son of Lemuel and Emerancy (Horton) 



Liscom, and was educated in the town schools 
and Kimball Union Academy* Meriden. He 
enlisted in the Fourteenth New Hampshire 
Regiment, August 11. 1S62, and saw much 
service in the Civil War. He was present 
at the capture of Jefferson Davis, and assisted 
in transferring him through Augusta to the 
gunboats. He was discharged at Savannah, 
July S," 1865, as orderly sergeant. 

After the war he engaged in the service of 
the National Bridge and Iron Company of 
Boston, in which he became superintendent 
of construction, having charge of large build- 
ing operations. He put in the first iron 
bridge on the Vermont Central road, and 
erected the first three iron cantilever bridges 
constructed in this country. He had charge 
of the construction of many fine bridges and 
buildings, including the iron work of the 
Boston postoffice and of the art museum in 
Boston. He followed this line of work for 
twenty-five years. 

Returning "home in 1880, he was extensively 
engaged in farming and lumbering. He was 
active in Republican politics, and served in 
both branches of the legislature. He married 
in Truthville, N. Y., February 21, 1872. 
Doliie Amelia Mason. She died March 2, 
1896. Two. daughters were born of this 
union. Flora Doliie, who is Mrs. Charles Vic- 
tor Stearns of Somerville, Mass., and Mary 
E., now the wife of Burton P. Holman of 
West Nutley, N. J. About three years ago 
Mr. Liscom married Miss Bertha Lewis, 
daughter of George W. Lewis of Hinsdale, 
who survives. 

HON. JAMES G. FELLOWS 
Hon. James G. Fellows, a prominent citi- 
zen of Pembroke, died at his summer home in 
Newcastle, July 31. 

He was a native of Deerfiekl, born August 8, 
1838, and he had been a resident of Pembroke 
for nearly forty-five years. He early engaged 
in business, being for a time in the grocery 



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half-breed is a permanent resident, — 
Alaska is his home. 

Besides the one hundred and six- 
teachers, now in the active field force 
of the Alaska School Service, there 
are as many more employed in the 
graded schools of her cities and towns. 
and in the ungraded schools of camps 
and exclusive white settlements, train- 
ing Alaska's white sons and daugh- 
ters for future citizenship. • 

Let those who still imagine Alaska 



to be an ice-bound wilderness realize 
this fact: 

The Alaska School Service is now 
educating three thousand six hundred 
and sixty-six natives of school age, 
and the Territorial school system for 
white children, of which the governor 
is the head, maintains about fifty- 
schools, providing accommodations for 
twenty-six hundred white children. 
Some of Alaska's high schools are 
accredited in the States. 



NEW HAMPSHIRE NECROLOGY 



HON. GEORGE D. MMtCY 

George D. Marcy, ex-Mayor of Ports- 
mouth, died suddenly at the hospital in that 
city June 17, from cerebral hemorrhage, 
having been suddenly attacked when on the 
way home, with his wife, from an evening 
entertainment. 

He was the son of the late Hon. Daniel and 
Catherine (Lord) • Marcy, born October 1, 
1866, and was educated in the public schools, 
at St. Paul's School, Concord, and the 
Massachusetts Institute of Technology. Go- 
ing west, rre was for some time engaged in a 
Kansas City bank; but returned home and 
engaged in the real estate and insurance 
business, as a member of the firm of W. E. 
Pierce & Co. Politically he was a staunch 
Democrat, and had served in both branches 
of the Portsmouth City government, as 
Mayor in 1003-4, and as a member of the 
State legislature in 1911-12. In November, 
1914, he was made a field deputy in the in- 
ternal revenue service, attached to the Ports- 
mouth office, and his dut ies carried him through 
Maine, New Hampshire and Vermont. 

He was one of the founders and a Past 
President of- the Portsmouth Athletic club; 
Past Exalted Ruler of Portsmouth Lodge of 
Elks; Past Eminent Commander of De Witt 
Clinton Commandery, Knights Templar, 
and a member of St. Andrew lodge, A. F. & 
A. M.; Damon Lodge, K of P., Washington 
Chanter, Royal Arch Masons, and the 
Mechanics Fire Society. 

He leaves a wife, who was Miss Bessie 
Scott Smith, a daughter of W. Scott Smith 
of Washington and Rye North Beach. 

HON LEMUEL F. LISCOM * 
Hon. Lemuel F. Liscom, of Hinsdale, died 

at his home in that town, Thursday, July 20, 

at the ase of 75 years. 

Mr. Liscom was born on the farm where 

he always resided, February 17, 1841, the 

son of Lemuel and Emerancy (Horton) 



Liscom, and was educated in the town schools 
and Kimball Enion Academy, Meriden. He 
enlisted in the Fourteenth New Hampshire 
Regiment, August 11, 1862, and saw much 
service in the Civil War. He was present 
at the capture of Jefferson Da-vis, and assisted 
in transferring him through Augusta to the 
gunboats. He was discharged at Savannah, 
July 8; 1865, as orderly sergeant. 

After the war he engaged in the service of 
the National Bridge and Iron Company of 
Boston, in which he became superintendent 
of construction, having charge of large build- 
ing operations. He put in the first iron 
bridge on the Vermont Central road, and 
erected the first three iron cantilever bridges 
constructed in this country. He had charge 
of the construction of many fine bridges and 
buildings, including the iron work of the 
Boston postoffice and of the art museum in 
Boston. He followed this line of work for 
twenty-five years. 

Returning home in 1880, he was extensively 
engaged in farming and lumbering. He was 
active in Republican politics, and servedin 
both branches of the legislature. He married 
in Truthville, N. Y.. February 21, 1872, 
Dollie Amelia Mason. She died March 2, 
1S96. Two. daughters were born of this 
union, Flora Dollie, who is Mrs. Charles Vic- 
tor Stearns of Somerville, Mass., and Mary 
E., now the wife of Burton P. Holman of 
West Nutley, N. J. About three years ago 
Mr. Liscom married Miss Bertha Lewis, 
daughter of George W. Lewis of Hinsdale, 
who survives. 

HON. JAMES G. FELLOWS 
Hon. James G. Fellows, a prominent citi- 
zen of Pembroke, died at his summer home in 
Newcastle, July 31. 

He was a native of Deerfield, born August 8, 
1838, and he had been a resident of Pembroke 
for nearly forty-five years. He early engaged 
in business, being for a time in the grocery 



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business with a partner in the firm of Baker 
& Fellows. Later he engaged in the lumber 
business and in. this occupation achieved 
great success, and accumulated a handsome 
property. lie was at the head of the firm 
of Fellows & Sou of Manchester, box makers 
and lumber dealers, which firm has recently 
entered upon the manufacture of caskets 
upon a large scale. 

As 8 citizen Mr. Fellows was highly re- 
spected for his keen business foresight and 
judgment and sterling integrity, and had 
held many public offices, being a deputy 



sheriff for six years, member of the house of 
representatives in 1885-6, state senator in 
1893, and a member of the executive council 
during the administration of Gov. Henry B. 
Quimby. In politics he was a stalwart Re- 
publican. He was a Mason, holding mem- 
bership in Jewell lodge, A. F. & A. M., of 
Suneook. 

He is survived by a widow, one son, Burt 
J. Fellows of Manchester, a daughter, Mrs. 
Howard Stanley of- Duluth, Minn., and 
several grandchildren and great grand- 
children. 



EDITOR AND PUBLISHER'S NOTES 



Hon. John W. Jewell of Dover, general 
agent for the Massachusetts Mutual Insur- 
ance Company, in that city, is a remarkable 
specimen of vigorous and well preserved 
business activity. He was $5 years of age, 
July 26, and on the 4th of May completed 
tw T enty-five years of service for the company 
which he represents, on which occasion he 
received a complimentary letter from the 
vice-president. Mr. Jewell was born in Straf- 
ford, July 26, 1831, was educated in the towm 
schools, and Strafford and Gilmanton acade- 
mies. He was in trade as a general merchant 
in Strafford for thirty years, during which 
time he served as superintendent of schools, 
moderator, selectmen and representative 
and also ten years as postmaster. He was 
sheriff of Strafford County from 1S74 to 
1876 and a member of the executive council 
in 1885-6. He removed to Dover in 1S91, to 
engage in the insurance, business which he 
has since continued. Meanwhile he has 
served two years in the House of Represent- 
atives, and as a member of the State Senate 
of 1911. He is president of the Merchants 
Savings Bank and a director and vice-presi- 
dent of the Merchants National Bank. 



The state primary election occurs on Tues- 
cja}', September 5, but there seems to be no 
great popular excitement as yet, in reference 
to the outcome; though some of the aspirants 
are making an active canvas. The contest 
for the gubernatorial nominations is between 
Rosecrans W. Piilsbiiry of Londonderry and 
Henry W. Keyes of Haverhill on the Repub- 
lican side, and John D. Hutchins of Strat- 
ford, and Albert W. Noone of Peterborough 
on the Democratic, the former promising 
to be an exciting one. The only Congres- 
sional nomination contest of any special ac- 
count is likely to be that on the Republican 
side in the first district, between Congressman 
Sulloway the present incumbent, and Rev. 
Thomas Chalmers, also of Manchester. The 
entrance of Gordon Woodbury into the field 
as a candidate for the Democratic nomina- 
tion in that district, practically determines 
the nomination for that party. 



The town of Stratham has been celebrating 
its two hundredth anniversary the present 
week — August 13-19. On Sunday, the 13th, 
following the regular service in the Christian 
church, a special service was held at Stratham 
Hill, with speaking by former pastors of the 
different churches, and appropriate music. 
On Wednesday, the 16th, there was a parade 
over Portsmouth Avenue to the park, in the 
morning, followed by a concert by the New- 
market Band. A picnic dinner was followed 
by literary exercises at 1.30 p. m., includ- 
ing an Address of Welcome by Frank H. 
Pearson, president of the day; Historical 
Sketch by Mrs. Annie W. Scammon, and 
Address by Rev. Dr. Thomas Chalmers of 
Manchester. In the evening there was a 
concert in the town hall by the Aeolian 
Quartette of Portsmouth, assisted by Mrs. 
Blanche Varnum Coulter, reader, of Manches- 
ter; and on Thursday evening there was a 
dance. 



"Old Home Week" is now at hand, and 
the indications are that popular interest in 
New Hampshire's great midsummer festival 
will be fully sustained. The observance of 
"Old Home Sunday," by the churches, in 
particular, is becoming more general from 
year to year. This year the State Associa- 
tion cooperates in a central Old Home Sunday 
observance, in Rollins Park, Concord, on the 
afternoon of August 20, with Rev. Dr. Willis 
P. Odell, of Brookline, Mass., a native of 
Lakeport, as the principal speaker. 



The New Hampshire Board of Trade held 
its mid-summer meeting, and annual outing 
at Canobie Lake Park, July 25, when a new 
constitution was adopted and an organiza- 
tion under articles of incorporation effected. 
Short addresses were made by Hon. John C. 
Hutchins, Rosecrans W. Pillsbury, Gordon 
Woodbury- and Rev. Thomas Chalmers, D.D., 
and brief remarks by Olin W. Chase, W. D. 
Pulver and W. J. Ahern. The first annual 
election under the new constitution will occur 
in October. 



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SEPTEMBER, 1916 



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CANAAN'S ANNIVERSARY 

Historical Address by Hon. James Burns Wallace 



The town of Canaan celebrated the 
150th anniversary of its settlement, 
and observed "Old Home Week," 
the week following that regularly set 
apart by the State Association for 
the latter purpose, the programme 
-commencing on Saturday evening, 
August 26, with a street illumination 
and torchlight parade, headed by the 
Canaan Drum Corps, which was wit- 
nessed by a large crowd of spectators, 
including many natives and former 
residents from abroad returning for 
the occasion. 

On Sunday afternoon impressive 
services wQre held in the old North 
Church on Canaan Street, with a 
very large attendance, the devotional 
exercises being led by Rev. C. W. 
Taylor, with prayer by Rev. C. S. 
WycofT; the anniversary sermon was 
given by Rev. George H. Reed, D.D., 
pastor of the First Congregational 
Church of Concord. The Music was 
of high order, a large chorus of local 
and visiting musicians occupying the 
old time -'''singers' seats/' supple- 
mented by an extensive orchestra. 
In the evening Hough's Band of 
Lebanon, which furnished music 
throughout the celebration, gave a 
sacred concert on the lawn, in front 
of the old Union Academy building. 

On Monday, the main day of the 
celebration, there was a grand parade 
in the forenoon, with Maj. A.\ H. 
Chase of Concord as chief marshal, 
which included a long line of decorated 
carriages and floats, some containing 
descendants of the early settlers. 
The various orders and organizations 



bringing 



of the town were represented, to- 
gether with the Mascoma Manu- 
facturing Company, the schools, and 
the town's highway department, with 
a company of i: horribles" 
up the rear. 

The anniversary exercises, proper, 
were held in the afternoon, in a large 
tent provided for the occasion, which 
was well filled, notwithstanding the 
unfavorable weather. Hon. C. M. 
Blodgett, mayor of Maiden, Mass., 
presided; the invocation was by 
Rev. C. W. Taylor, and the historical 
address was given by Hon. James B. 
Wallace, of the present Executive 
Council, a Canaan native and resi- 
dent and historian of the town. Prof. 
George W. Parker, a former resident; 
read an original poem, and reminis- 
cances of the early days were given 
by C. 0. Barney, editor of the Canaan 
Reporter. A variety of excellent 
music enlivened the exercises. 

An "Old Settlers' Ball" was held 
in the evening, in the tent, which had 
been provided with a floor for dancing, 
the grand march, participated in by 
one hundred couples, being led by E. 
M. Allen, chairman of the Committee 
of arrangement, and Mrs. Allen, 
costumed as George and Martha 
Washington. 

The programme extended over 
Tuesday, the 28th, with a handsome 
parade of decorated automobiles in 
the forenoon, and a variety of sports; 
more speaking in the tent in the 
afternoon, with E. M. Allen presiding, 
and several short addresses, and a 
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tended by more than one thousand 
persons, and highly enjoyed by all. 

Altogether the celebration was a 
grand success, reflecting credit upon 
the town, and giving great satisfac- 
tion to the mass of its people, 
native and resident, as well as to the 
many visitors from other places. 
Special credit for the success at- 
tained'is generally accorded to Edwin 
Ms Allen chairman of the Committee 
of Arrangements, and Walter C. 
Story, through whose personal solici- 
tation the necessary funds were 
mainly secured. 

The historical address by Hon. 
James B. Wallace is as follows: 

HISTORICAL ADDRESS 

I am to tell you of the trials and labors of 
the men and women who settled this town. 
The paths they trod between each other's 
doors are for the most part grown up and 
have disappeared. The brush houses and 
log huts that sheltered them in their early 
struggles have rotted down, and nothing re- 
mains to mark their location except that one, 
more fortunate than his neighbor, dug a 
cellar, tra-.es *of which still exist. The tools 
and implements used to subdue the wilder- 
ness have long since disappeared. The house- 
hold articles are worn out, but here and there 
can be found some of the old tables, chairs, 
chests and high-boys used by our ancestors 
when they became more prosperous. 

We are all of us more or less historians. 
We like to tell of what we have done, whether 
it is interesting to others or not; and, if we' 
can tell the same story twice alike, our reputa- 
tion is safe. We are making history every 
minute; it is the record of things past. This 
record may be preserved in various ways, by 
word of mouth from generation to generation, 
by monuments and mounds; no tribe is so 
rude but what it has attempted to preserve 
its former existence. As we do nothing but 
enact history, so do we say nothing but recite 
it. The motives which move us in our ac- 
tions are not always apparent to even our- 
selves, much less to our fellowmen. 

Why did I do that? has been asked by 
many a man of himself. The diversity of 
our actions,' it would seem, could not be con- 
trolled by our reason. Was it reasonable 



that John Scofield should leave his relatives 
and friends, pack up his household goods and 
gods on a handsled and, with his wife and 
four children, walk through the forests and 
ford streams in the late fall and winter of 
1766, from Norwich, Conn., a distance of 
over two hundred miles, to settle in this 
wilderness? What were his motives? 

If he sought loneliness and solitude, he 
found it, but not for long. A path once 
made soon becomes hardened by continuous 
feet. And so it was in the settlement of this 
town. 

The history of our town did not begin here. 
It was incorporated by a charter granted by 
Gov. Benning Wentworth, July 9, 1761, and 
upon the following conditions: that every 
grantee shall plant and cultivate five acres 
of land within the term of five years for every 
fifty acres contained in his share. That all 
pine trees fit for masting our royal navy 
should be preserved. That one acre of land 
should be lotted to each grantee, as near the 
center of the town as possible, before any 
other division of land should be made. The 
condition that was not complied with was 
the planting and cultivating of five acres of 
land within five years. The charter lapsed; 
application was made, for its renewal which 
was granted by Gov. John Wentworth, 
February 23, 1769, for a period of four years. 
Attached to the charter are the names of 
sixty-two men, and not more than ten or 
twelve of them ever saw their grants: Amos 
Walworth, Ebeneazer Eames, George and 
Daniel Harris, Samuel Meacham, Thos. 
Gates, Thos. Miner, James Jones, Samuel 
Dodge, Ephraim Wells, Jr., Josiah Gates; 
possibly Thos. Gust in, who was appointed the 
moderator of the first town meeting in the 
charter. 

The settlers had little to do with the Indians 
and no mention of them is found in the rec- 
ords of the town. Nevertheless, they were 
around here and evidence of two camps has 
been found — one upon the shores of Hart 
Pond, on land of George E. Cobb, and the 
other near the outlet of Goose Pond. They 
probably belonged to the great family of 
Abnakis. 

Before the arrival of any settlers, it is not 
known how many years before, trappers and 
hunters explored these regions, and, it is 
reported, met with good success. The names 



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of these men have come down to us. Colby 

■1 and his partner, Tribble. Colby was an an- 

1 cestor of Ensign Colby, who settled on the 

land now occupied by Thos. Robitaille. 

I Daniel Colby, a son of the trapper, came with 

them and afterwards settled here. He was 

99 years, and 7 months old when he died, and 

: 1 had fifteen children. 

Hart was another trapper who came with 
j them, after whom Hart Pond was named. As 

far back as the memory and records of the 
old settlers go, it was known by the name of 
H-A-R-T Pond. These men came from 
Haverhill, Mass. 

The story of the first settlement is legendary, 
There are no records or proofs of its truth. 
It has been handed down from generation to 
f generation.. 

I At the age of 51 years, John Scofield started 

from Norwich, Conn., with his family. He 
I 3c reached Lebanon, where he knocked around 
•? trying to find some place to settle. He had 
3 heard from trappers and hunters of the 
= abundance of game, the rich intervals and 
"*J huge pine, where no man had stayed longer 
| than was needed to set and visit his traps. 
1 I He started in the wintry December of 17G6, 
1 ^ on snow shoes, hauling his effects on a 
£. handsled followed by his wife and four 
- children, two sons and two daughters. He 
o built his brush house in the valley, about 
| twenty five rods north of where the old 
S District no. 10 schoolhouse stood, and after- 
wards replaced it with logs and dug a cellar 
and built a stone oven. He had been ac- 
customed to the comforts of social life, but 
he was not a social man. He was not fond 
of neighbors. He wanted to be far enough 
away from them so that when he visited 
them, they would be glad to see him. Sco- 
field was not a grantee, but he and hi3 sons 
purchased lands of the proprietors. That his 
labors and virtues were appreciated is evident 
from the vote passed at the first proprietors' 
meeting, when he was awarded $26. as having 
contributed most to effect the settlement of 
the town. He was the moderator at the first 
town meeting and, during his life here, oc- 
cupied positions of trust and confidence. 
His sons, Eleazer and John, and daughter, 
Miriam, married and settled here. Hi3 
) . daughter, Delight, married and settled in 

I Hanover. He died in 17S4, and his widow 

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A few years after the death of their parents, 
Eleazer and John sold out and moved to 
Canada. Eleazer lived on South Road, 
where John Moore afterwards lived, and his 
brother, John, lived on the farm adjoining, 
afterwards occupied by Maj. Levi George, 
opposite the farm of the late George Ginn. 

Thomas Miner, the second settler, also 
came from Norwich and was 23 years old 
when he came here. He was one of the grant- 
ees, and at the date of the charter was IS 
years old. He had been a sailor and had 
laid up some property. He had been of a 
roving, free and easy-going disposition and 
not in love with restraint of any kind. He 
was married in 1765, and this did not tame 
him enough to make him want to settle 
down. He was uneasy to be on the go. In 
the fall of 1766, after Ids first child was born, 
he tried to get the Harrises and other pro- 
prietors to start for their new grant. They 
finally prevailed upon him to wait until the 
next spring, by promising to go with him. 
Spring came; the others were not ready, but 
Miner started, with his wife and child and 
such implements as he could pack on a horse, 
and driving a cow. The next morning after 
his arrival, his horse was missing. He re- 
traced his path about thirty miles and found 
him. When he reached his wife and child 
again, Mrs. Miner assured her husband that 
she had heard sounds like chopping with an 
ax?. The following morning he heard the 
same sounds. He discharged his gun which 
was answered by the report from another 
gun. It was not long before John Scofield 
and Thos. Miner met. The friendship thus 
formed continued throughout their lives. 

Fifty-one of the sixty-two grantees were 
residents of Norwich, Colchester, and the 
surrounding towns in Connecticut. The 
other eleven grantees were friends of the 
Governor. 

It was not until the summer of 1767, that 
George and Daniel Harris, Amos Walworth, 
Samuel Benedict, Samuel Jones (with him wa3 
Reynold Gates), Lewis Joslyn, Asa Williams, 
Joseph Craw and Daniel Crossman started 
from Connecticut. George Harris was a man 
of energy and intelligence, and was recognized 
as the leader. Soon after their arrival here 
they proceeded to explore the country. They 
were not sure that they would like the land 
well enough to bring their families. Goose 



Pond received its name, it is reported, from 
an incident that occurred on one of their ex- 
peditions. They came upon a sheet of water 
near Hanover whose surface was alive with 
ducks and geese. They killed a goose — an 
old one — cooked it all day and it was still 
tough. It never got tender and to com- 
memorate the goose they named the pond 
after it. George Harris, Amos Waltworth, 
Samuel Jones, Joseph Craw and Daniel 
Crossman selected lands on South Road. 
Crossman, Craw and Benedict who had 
brought their families went into the business 
of brush housekeeping, like Miner and 
Scofield. Samuel Jones, who was unmarried, 



Hon. Elijah Blaisdell 

An Old Time Leader 



attached himself to Mr. Scofield's family, and 
afterwards married Miriam Scofield. 

The Harrises and Walworth returned to 
Connecticut and reported what they had 
found. George Harris returned the same 
season with his family, accompanied by 
Samuel Dodge and Capt. Josiah Gates. They 
all built log houses before winter set in. The 
first death occurred the winter of 1768— 
Joseph Craw's child. 

The first whiter was very severe. There 
were no crops and the nearest corn mill was 
in Lebanon, twelve miles away, with only 
a foot trail through the forest, obstructed 
by swamps and fallen trees, and only log3 
for bridges. 



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There are two kinds of records made by the 
get tiers of this town: The proprietors' rec- 
ords were made by the men who owned the 
charter rights. Not all of the settlers owned 
proprietors' rights. The town records were 
made by the inhabitants of the town. The 
duty of the proprietors consisted mostly in 
dividing up the land and lotting it to 
the rights named in the charter. Each 
right had about 325 acres. The first meeting 
of the proprietors was July 19, 17GS, and for 
two years all the town business was done by 
them, until the first town meeting, July 3, 
1770. The same men held offices in both 
meetings. There were more offices than 
men to fill them. 

Deacon Caleb Welch was the eighth family 
to settle here, in 176S. Asa Kilburn and 
Jedediah Hibbard came that year from Leba- 
non, and Nathaniel Bartlett. In 1769, 
Ebenezer Eames, Thos. Baldwin, Joshua 
and Ezekiel Wells and Samuel Chapman 
came. Richard and Caleb Clark came in 
1773; Robert Barber in 1778 or 9; William 
Aver and Nathan Follansbee in 1779; 
Jonathan Carlton and David Dustin, Daniel 
Parot and Sargent Blaisdell, about 1780; 
John and Clark Currier in 1781; the six 
Richardson brothers, William, John, Enoch, 
Joshua, Eliphalet and Moses, in 1782; 
William Bradbury in 1785. Ebenezer Eames 
built the first corn mill, which was contracted 
to be finished December 1, 1771. It was 
built at the corner, with an over shot wheel, 
a little below the shop of R. F. HafTenreffer. 
It was clumsy and uncouth, but the people 
no longer had to go to Lebanon and carry 
their corn and meal on their backs. 

The last meeting of the proprietors was 
held December 2, 1S45. The land having 
been divided and many 'of the rights having 
received their full share were cancelled, and 
Joseph Dustin and Elijah Blaisdell were ap- 
pointed a committee to dispose of all the 
remaining undivided land. Mr. Dustin sub- 
sequently gave several deeds of these un- 
divided lands. 

Canaan was one of sixteen towns along 
this side of the Connecticut River that de- 
sired to unite with Vermont in 1778, when 
Vermont had petitioned Congress to be ad- 
mitted as a state. These towns had become 
dissatisfied with the measures adopted for 
framing a constitution in New Hampshire. 



Vermont accepted the union of these towns, 
by a resolution, June 11, 1778. They gave 
notice to New Hampshire and asked that 
the boundary line be accurately settled. 
New Hampshire would not recognize their 
right of secession. Appeal was made to 
Congress, Vermont having appointed com- 
missioners, and, after consideration. Congress, 
by a resolution in August, 173 1, made it an 
indispensible preliminary to the admission 
of Vermont as a state that she give up all 
claim to the grants east of the west bank of 
the Connecticut River. In the end Vermont 
gave up her claim and was admitted into the 
Union. It is this resolution which forms an 
important part of the case for New Hampshire 
in the action now pending with Vermont to 
establish the boundary line between the 
two states. There was also an effort made 
by certain towns, on both sides of the river, 
to include this town, to form themselves into 
a new state. This did not meet with favor. 

The building of 'a meeting house disturbed 
the people in the early days. The early 
settlers were very religious and were per- 
sistent in their attendance on Divine Wor- 
ship. Their meetings began early in the 
morning and lasted all da}". It is not so 
many years ago that we had a service in the 
forenoon and one in the afternoon, with 
Sunday School between and prayer meeting 
in the evening, and everybody went. Now 
it is difficult to induce attendance at one 
service. The old settlers met mostly in 
barns. Stoves were unheard of, except the 
little iron ones that were used for putting 
the feet on, and the barns were not even double 
boarded. There they would gather and 
listen to a prayer half an hour long and a 
sermon of two hours, and woe to the small 
boy who made a noise or the brother or sister 
whose head began to nod. The ti thing-man 
compelled attendance at church, and enforced 
order with his white wand, a ball on one end 
and a fox tail on the other. The ball was 
used for the men on the top of the head, and 
the fox tail was drawn gently under the ladies' 
noses. But there was a humorous side to thi3 
annoyance which would sometimes crop out 
in the characteristics of the man who filled 
the office. Capt. Joseph Wheat was tithing- 
man during the earlier portion of his father's 
ministry. The old elder, when once he 
settled into his two hours' labor, was obliv- 



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ious to all outside occurrences. On one 
occasion Captain Jo, seizing his wand, 
started out to quell a riotous disposition 
among several children, whose guardians had 
ceased from their labors and gone to sleep. 
As he cast his eyes about the house, he was 
astonished to perceive the whole congregation 
nodding, wholly unconscious and careless 
of the thunders that resounded from the 
pulpit. He was quick-witted and eccentric, 
particular!}' when seized with a profane 
sentiment. On this occasion he never said 
a word, but jumped up and jerked his solid 
feet down square upon the floor. The con- 
cussion brought the whole astonished con- 
gregation to their feet. The old man stopped 
preaching also, — lost his balance, in fact— but 
rallied in a moment and sternly demanded, 
"Jo, why do you disturb this meeting? Is 
that the way you keep order?" •'Sir," 
says Captain Jo, "it lies between you and me 
to entertain and instruct this congregation. 
You've been telling them awful truths for 
more than an hour and they all went to sleep. 
I gave one solid jump, 'and they roused up as 
if Satan were already shaking his spread wings 
to carry them off. Your arguments are very 
persuasive, but you see mine are powerful. " 

Thos. Baldwin, who had had charge of the 
church for several years, urged the necessity 
of a meeting house, a stated place for worship 
and dedicated to God. Poverty and hard 
tunes were pleaded, but at length, on March 
11, 17S8, the town voted to build a meeting 
house. Several meetings were held, and 
finally Dea. Caleb Welch, Lieut. Ez Wells, 
John Scofield, Wm. Richardson and Daniel 
Blaisdell were appointed to "prefix" the spot 
and propose a convenient method to build 
said house. The committee began to clear 
the ground on the old Barber farm. Dis- 
sensions arose that were so serious and bitter 
that further action was postponed. After 
four years of discussion, on August 27, 1792, 
they voted again to build a meeting house. 
The committee was appointed, and on October 
10, having reported, their report was ac- 
cepted. It was voted to build it by proprie- 
torship. On November 5, 1792, a public 
vendue was held and the pew ground was bid 
off to different owners for a total sum of 945 
pounds, 13 shillings. 

On December 26, 1792, the building and 
finishing of the house was struck off to 



William Parkhurst, son-in-law of Robert 
Barber, for 5f>l pounds. It was to be finished 
by September 1, 1791. Its dimensions were 
to be 42 by 52 feet, 26-foot posts, with two 
porches, one at each end, 12 feet square and 
posts 23 feet. The inside work was to be 
done in every respect equal to the upper 
meeting house in Salisbury. The building 
was not ready to be raised until early in 
September, 1793. A barrel of rum had been 
procured from Jesse Johnson at East Enfield 
to steady the nerves and increase the emula- 
tion. It is said that Mr. Parkhurst, who was 
a handsome young man, cool headed and of 
firm nerves, while working upon the ridge 
pole was called to assist in arranging the heavy 
plate and that he walked down the western 
rafter upright with his axe upon his shoulder 
and several times exhibited feats of surprising 
coolness. At last he proposed riding astride 
one of the heavy timbers, but, when near 
the top, the rope tackling broke and he fell 
to the ground. He was unconscious and seri- 
ously injuied and never recovered the use of 
his hmbs. 

The completion of the house dragged along 
and in November, 1796, they voted to pros- 
ecute Mr. Parkhurst's bondsmen if it was 
not completed by the next May. Capt. 
Robert Barber and his son, John M., the 
bondsmen, completed it, but the committee 
refused to accept. 

There is no record of the dedication of the 
house to God, either by sermon, prayer or 
anthem, neither the day nor the reverend 
men who took part in it; nor the banquet 
which followed at Caleb Pierce's new tavern. 

The house- was built without steeple or 
bell, with three entrances, one on each end, 
under the porticos, and one on the south. 
The pews were square boxes; those in the 
center were placed in squares of four, and a 
row of pews round the walls, raised one step 
above the floor. The pulpit was reached 
by a flight of ten steps, and from this eleva- 
tion the minister could look into the gallery. 
A picturesque and large-toned sounding 
board was suspended over the desk. The 
original clapboards were split from pine logs 
and the shingles the same. The timbers 
were cut, mostly, near the common, and the 
boards were sawed by Jonathan Carlton at 
his mill at the village. The nails were of 
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thicknesses, by the aid of a machine made for 
that purpose and set up in Mr. Carlton's 
mi!!. There was preaching in the building 
until 1856. But from the time of its erection 
it has been used by the town for its town 
meetings and has been known for many 
years as the Town House. 

The Grafton Turnpike Company caused 
much discussion and contention for many 
years. It was incorporated June 21, 1804. 
Daniel Blaisdell, Ezekiel Wells and Moses 
Dole were the Canaan men named, with 
others from adjoining towns, as incorporators. 
They were given power to build a toll road 
with gates and establish rates of toll. Daniel 
Blaisdell was treasurer. There were two 
toll gates in this town. The first gate was 
at Worth's Tavern, which stood on the site 
of Mrs. St. Amand's residence. As this was 
an easy place to evade payment it was moved 
down near the Orange line. The second gate 
was at Gates Tavern near Hanover line. The 
farm is now owned by Mr. Melvin Washburn. 
The old Tavern burned about two years ago. 
The pike was advertised as a bonanza which 
was to fill the pockets of its proprietors. 
John Currier and Thaddeus Lathrop con- 
tracted to build 130 rods for S200. It was 
to be thirty feet wide; causeways, twenty- 
four feet wide. It was to be two feet higher 
in the center than the sides. One hundred 
and seventeen shares were owned in Canaan. 
of the 300 issued; par value §100. Ten 
dollars, was to be paid on receiving stock and 
the balance as called for. In 1807, the con- 
fidence in the pike was unabated and the 
town voted to sell the school lots and lay 
out the money in the pike. They after- 
wards voted to sell the public rights unsold 
and invest in the pike. The town bought 
fifteen shares of the turnpike. In 180S ; 
there were assessments, but no dividends, and 
the pike was unfinished. 

In 1811, the town voted to raise money to 
pay its assessments. Fourteen men who did 
not live on the pike "Decented" against 
paying these taxes. Later in November they 
voted to sell, for SI 00, the fifteen shares 
which had already cost the town SI 10 a share 
and against which were assessments of §372. 
Between 1807 and 1811, there were seven 
assessments. The town paid part of the 
sixth and none of the seventh. The first 
dividend was paid in 1813, and the last in 



ISIS, in all §0.46 on each share. It cost the 
people of Canaan, $15,688.19, for their ex- 
perience with the pike, of which amount they 
received back §755.82 in dividends. The 
total cost to the town was §2,007. 75. Each 
share cost its owner §137.S5. 

The pike dragged along until 1S2S, when 
the legislature allowed it to go into liquidation. 
And the same year the selectmen laid the road 
over the same land. 

From the earliest settlement of this town 
its people have been strongly sectarian in 
religious matters. Personal recollections of 
the old people are that they conceived it to 
be of vital importance to make a public 
confession of religion, and to be constant in 
their attendance upon its ordinances. With- 
out reflecting that (in many cases) it was 
only an outside garment for Simday use, 
the sentiment grows upon one that these 
solemn faced old gentlemen, whose constant 
appearance at the meeting house, riding on 
horseback and bringing their wives upon a 
pillion behind them, were men of God to 
whom no evil could come nigh. Each man 
was his own expounder of the faith and doc- 
trine he held to. They were all more or less 
given to expressing their views on Sundays, 
and, having onr-e announced their beliefs, 
they were not inclined to modify them, how- : 
ever they might differ from received opinions. 
There were strong voiced persons among them, 
who gradually monopolized the time, aud at 
length crowded out the feeble. These men 
and women were never favorable to being 
"taxed to pay for preaching, because they con- 
sidered themselves qualified to preach for 
nothing. The records for many years give 
us only negative votes upon the subject. At 
length, when young Thomas Baldwin, one 
of their own boys, sprightly, eloquent and 
consistent, by hard study and steady applica- 
tion, had been set apart and ordained as an. 
evangelist, and placed over this young church 
and people they yielded gracefully to him as 
their leader. The women loved and petted 
him, and the men honored and respected him 
for his manly, yet gentle character — and 35 
pounds was readily voted for preaching for 
his support . Bat in the flush of their pleasure 
at having a leader, and while they were con- 
gratulating themselves upon their unanimity, 
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if ashamed of its own weakness, arid then 
another — until five men came haltingly 
forward and "descented" to raising the tax. 
They did not believe it scriptural to support 
a man for doing nothing but preach — it 
would be encouraging laziness. They liked 
for the brethren to have a chance to tell of 
the Lord's doings, and not pay for a man's 
speech when his hands were idle. "No, 
they wan't a going to do no such thing." 
Everybody in that hard working community 
ought to have a chance to free his mind in 
his own way. It was put to vote, and those 
dissenting fellows were excused from paying 
any part of the tax. Each day while clearing 
away the forests, or working the lands, these 
strong minded men were rehearsing the 
thoughts they intended to speak at the next 
Sunday gathering. Among them were many 
fluent speakers — men who with education 
might have shone in the world of letters. 
With such men for fathers it is no wonder 
that many of the sons became preachers, and 
that several of them should attain eminence 
in the denomination to which they attached 
themselves. 

The first preacher of whom we have any 
record was James Treadway, who came here 
as a settler in 1770. We know but little 
about his doctrine, and what is known of 
the man is not any evidence of Christian 
principles, but rather a desire to better him- 
self during the temporary lethargy of the pro- 
prietors, who, when they realized that all men 
are not honest, promptly rebuked him, and 
in a few years he disappeared. 

The first church established in Canaan was 
Baptist. The record of this event has been 
laid aside, but it was probably about 1780— 
that is, that denomination seemed to have 
the most followers, and in the early days the 
most control over who should preach. Be- 
fore the meeting house was built there was 
no stated place of worship; they met where 
it was convenient. Late in the summer of 
1780 there came to town two Baptist evange- 
lists, illiterate, but very zealous in their in- 
tercourse with the people. Their homely 
talk roused a large interest in religious mat- 
ters. Their names have passed out of story 
and we cannot, if we would, give their ad- 
dress. They remained here several weeks. 
.Some old professors were worked up and 
several young persons converted, among the 



others was Thomas Baldwin. He had al- 
ready, since the death of his boy, Erastus, 
whose tombstone is in the cemetery on the 
street, become a studious and serious young 
man". After these strangers had departed 
a suggestion was uttered that a church or- 
ganization would be desirable, which led in 
a short time to the calling of a conference. 
Elder Elisha Ransom of Woodstock, Vt., 
was consulted. Other clergymen, including 
Rev. Samuel Ambrose of Sutton, were in- 
vited to take part, and a church was organized 
in Caleb Welch's barn on South Road, that 
being the most convenient place for that 
purpose. 

It has come down in tradition that William 
Plummer, afterwards governor, preached his 
Tory sermon in the deacon's barn, in 1780. 
It was also the place where many religious 
meetings were held in pleasant weather. 
Caleb Welch and John Worth were elected 
deacons. Deacon Worth invited himself to 
take charge of the singing, and it is said that 
he clung to that office with great tenacity. 
About thirty persons were admitted to mem- 
bership. For a while the new church was 
ministered to by preachers from neighboring 
towns, and when these failed they relied upon 
the talent which circumstances had developed 
among them. No effort was made to settle 
a preacher for many months. Mr. Baldwin 
frequently conducted the exercises, and at 
length decided to prepare himself for the 
ministry. 

In the spring of 1783 the church invited 
him to receive ordination and become their 
pastor. A council was called in June and he 
received ordination as an evangelist, and w r as 
put in charge of this church. He remained 
here seven years, until September 18, 1790, 
when he went to Boston where he was in- 
stalled, November 11. He received the 
degree of A.M. from Brown University in 
1794, and of D.D. from Union College in 
1S03. He edited the Baptist Magazine 
from 1803-17, and was the founder of Water- 
ville College, Maine. After his departure 
there were numerous pastors, none of whom 
gained the sympathy or support of the people. 
In 1797 there was still one church in Canaan; 
but it was not strong enough to support it- 
self, and the great obstacle to securing "stated 
preaching '' was found in the unwillingness 
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preachers of any other belief. It was not 
strong enough to pay the expense of a Baptist 
preacher. There were Congregationalisms, 
Universalists, and a few Methodists, and 
also a few impracticable men. who like some 
persons in these days though their own teach- 
ings good enough for the people, and were 
not inclined to yield their rights to any new 
comer. Each belief was jealous of the others, 
and refused to cooperate lest the\- might lose 
individuality. The result was they had no 
stated preaching for several years. When- 
ever a ^religious meeting was held, Deacon 
Richard Clark, Deacon John Worth or Mrs. 
Miriam Harris would seize the opportunity 
to deliver their melancholy rhapsodies to an 
impatient audience, and this had got to be 
so severe a trial that they at last resolved to 
form a society upon the ''principles of equal- 
ity,'' as they termed it. Elder Tyler, said 
Deacon Richard Clark was a powerful ex- 
horter, and would sometimes lose himself in 
his zeal. Spittle would fly from both sides 
of his mouth, one corner at a time, and his 
nose would run like a river, which he used to 
blow about him first from one nostril and 
then the other, stopping one with his thumb. 
He was long winded and very annoying to 
Thomas Baldwin. Other preachers followed 
along in quick succession, but the pulpit was 
oftener occupied by resident orators, was 
little attended to and the candidates for the 
church and people gave no satisfaction. They 
just appeared above the religious horizon 
and vanished like a summer cloud. 

The singing then was a fruitful theme of ir- 
ritation. Benjamin Trussell, a musician of 
more than ordinary ability, a good singer, and 
performer upon the violoncello, had moved 
into town and was invited to contribute his part 
in the devotional exercises of the people. Like 
a true musician, Mr. Trussell believed that 
singing is only another form of praising God, 
and that the more sweet sounds he brought. 
to his aid the greater was God's pleasure. He 
took his violoncello into the seats, and tuned 
it before the congregation. Deacpn Worth, 
who was counted as one of the guardians of 
all the proprieties in the church, and a leader 
of the singers, was more shocked than he had 
been on the occasion of the call of Mr. 
Wilmarth. That was simply a vocal in- 
terruption, but this was an invasion of the 
house of God, .with the strains that the devil 



used to tempt young people to dance. A 
few other impulsive enthusiasts joined the 
deacon in denouncing the "devil music" and 
threatened to call a meeting of the church and 
expel the offender. They talked a good deal 
of nonsense, and some of the old singers, with 
Deacon Worth at their head, threatened to 
leave the choir and not sing any more, only 
that this was just what the other party 
wanted, and they would not afford them that 
gratification. The gentle spirit of Christian 
forbearance had nearly fled from the church, 
when good old Samuel Meacham, an early 
and devout Methodist, raised his hands in 
the midst of the half angry company and 
quietly remarked: "Brethren, let us pray," 
and then: "We pray thee, good God, turn 
the thoughts of these wrangling singers from 
themselves unto Thee! Fill their hearts 
with harmony and love, and if there be a 
single chord of music in Brother Trussell's 
bass-viol that will tend to increase our de- 
votions to Thee, let us have it in all its full- 
ness and, Lord, forbid that we should ever 
cast away any good or pleasant thing that 
falls across our lives, and now give us thy 
blessing, and send us courage to clear out 
the angry thoughts that have invaded our 
hearts, and, when we meet again, may it be 
in love and affection. Amen." And Caleb 
Seabury and Moses Dole responded, "So 
mote it be.*' And the singing after the 
mutual jealousies had become self -exhausted 
settled itself. 

Mr. Trussell's viol became a favorite, with 
everyone except the inharmonious deacon, 
and he never ceased to talk about it. In 
1807, there was no preacher, and no prospect 
of one unless the people would unite upon 
some person and stand b}' him. So they 
agreed to lay aside their dogmas and personal- 
ities and form a "Union Society" which like 
all union societies in religion, proved to be no 
union at all. Daniel Blaisdell was appointed 
to write an agreement, such as all would sign. 
The Union Society went to pieces in 1812, 
and there was a relapse into the old order of 
things, each denomination raising their own 
money in their own way by assessment, and 
hiring their own preachers. In 1813 a 
successful effort was made to unite the 
church and people, and a committee was sent 
to Grafton with an invitation to Elder Joseph 
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accepted. Elder Wheat was a Baptist, and 
preached to that church and society for 
twenty-three years. From the time of his 
installation, in March, 1S14, until during 
the year 1S27, he lived as the pastor and 
teacher of the people going out and in before 
them as an example of an honored and re- 
vered man. 

Elder Wheat was a careful man in his 
intercourse with the people. He had cheerful 
words and friendly advice for every one. His 
labors in the pulpit were arduous; his prayers 
and sermons were almost of indefinite length, 
and he delighted m the loud music of -his 
great, choir, never omitting any of the 
stanzas in the longest hymns. He labored 
everywhere, and was called often to attend 
funerals. On those sad occasions he was a 
very effective speaker, being naturally sym- 
pathetic, and weeping with the mourners. It 
was his custom, whenever he heard unfriendly 
criticisms upon the life and character of a 
deceased person, to say, "We should tread 
lightly upon the ashes of the dead."" The 
preaching of Elder Wheat and the high rep- 
utation which he enjoyed as a patriot 
soldier were powerful influences in forming 
the habits and characters of many of our 
people. He was generally modest in relating 
his exploits. As a soldier he had endured 
great harships. 

» Numerous Baptist preachers followed Elder 
Wheat, no one of them remaining but a short 
time, until in 1S67 the church was reorganized 
in this village and, after great trials, a church 
edifice was erected and dedicated in June, 
1S72. 

The Congregational Church was constituted 
here in 1803; but, up to 1S20, Congregational 
preaching was seldom heard, although each 
denomination was supposed to have an equal 
chance to listen to its doctrine. Rev. 
Charles Calkins came in 1820. He was not a 
great man and was too much afflicted with 
nerves. The old Baptists of Canaan were 
not men of refinement, nor were they apt to 
choose soft words in reference to rival minis- 
ters. As a class they saw no good in anything 
but Baptism; all other isms were to be talked 
about and treated with contempt. They 
never missed an occasion to speak sharp words 
of Mr. Calkins and his church. He remained 
four years. 

In the spring of 1824, Amos Foster came 



over from Hanover. He was about here 
more than a year, gaining friends by his 
sincerity, his pleasant ways, his refined man- 
ners and Christian graces. Even those 
rough natures that saw only pride and dandy- 
ism inside of a nice fitting suit of clothes 
withheld their surly remarks when they be- 
come acquainted with the sentiments which 
governed the life of Amos Foster. On the 
28th of February, 1825, the committee of the 
Congregational Church contracted with Mr. 
Foster. He severed his connection with 
the church, January 2, 1833. The Congre- 



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gational Church was built in 1828, and dedi- 
cated in January, 1829. It was built by the 
sale of pews, as the Baptists had done. 

Rev. Edward C. Fuller came after Mr. 
Foster, and remained until March 1, 1836. 
Then Rev. Liber Conant came and remained 
until the spring of 1845. From then until 
1851, the church was without a pastor. Rev. 
Henry Wood stayed two years, and on July 
24, 1853, Rev. Moses Gerould entered on his 
labors, which he closed in April, 1863, and 
was the last settled minister in the old North 
Church. 

Methodism came with the early settlers. 
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Seabury formed the first class. Carman 
belonged in the Hanover circuit, and it was 
only once in fotir weeks that their minister 
came around. In 1S06, the Xew England 
Conference met in Canaan and a camp meet- 
ing was held in Robert Barber's woods, near 
the Wells place, over which Bishop Asbury 
presided. In 1S2G the Methodists built a 
church at South Road,, at the comer of the 
road from the "Switch." For many summers 
and winters these old brethren came up to 
worship God in this house. They grew older 
and passed away one by one — let us hope to 
enjoy the Heavenly felicities they believed 
in store for them. As the years passed the 
congregation diminished. It grew mare and 
more inconvenient to attend. The members 
gravitated away from that house. In June, 
1842, a camp meeting was held in the woods 
near the Wells burying ground. The feeling 
begun that they ought to have a house on 
the "Street," to the end that the new house 
was dedicated on the ''Street," October 2, 
1844, and has continued to be used ever since. 
The church building now occupied by the 
Methodists in this village was a union church 
and was built by the citizens. There was 
religious worship, but no church organization. 
Methodist preaching began here with C. IT. 
Dunning in 1S63, and, until 1883, they had 
separate pastors from the Street. Since that 
time bo+h villages have been served by the 
same preacher. 

In 1834, Samuel Xoyes, George Kimball, 
Nathaniel Currier, George Walworth and 
John II. Harris bought half an acre of land 
just south of the Congregational meeting 
house, and obtained a charter from the 
Legislature July 4, for the purpose of es- 
tablishing a school for the education of youth. 
It was called Xoyes Academy and its privi- 
leges and blessings were to be open to all 
pupils without distinction of color. The 
Nation at this time was at the height of the 
anti-slavery agitation. Canaan sympathized 
with both sides and the line was "as sharply 
drawn between the abolitionists, in Canaan, 
and their opponents, as anywhere in the 
county. Several abolition orators came to 
Canaan and served to keep the people stirred 
on that question, which was not solved for 
more than twenty-five years after. The 
friends of the school realized there was going 
to be a struggle; excitement wa.s in the air; 



both sides did not hesitate to show their 
whole strength, and every effort was made to 
bring it out and place every man either on one 
side or the other. This was a question that 
it took a man of great ability to straddle. But 
the enemies of the school — perhaps that 
phrase should not be used; it is not probable 
that any one was opposed to the Academy, 
as it, was originated — but the plan to in- 
troduce negroes into this white community 
was revolting to the white sense cf propriety. 
Negroes were not recognized as a part of the 
social system. This negative idea in regard 
to the negro was not new at this time. The 
first negro who came to Canaan was a boy, 
who came over from Hanover about one 
hundred years ago, to live with Captain 
Dole. How curiously he was examined — the 
flat nose, thick lips, kinky hair, and, more 
wonderful than all, the blackness that en- 
veloped Ins skin. The boys gathered about 
him in a circle, and wondered to see him talk 
and laugh like themselves. But the novelty 
at length disappeared, and then Dennison 
Wentworth was only a "colored boy." 

But the Christian men and women of 
those days were never ready to recognize 
his equality before God. And, when the 
Congregational Church was built in 1828-29, 
that there might be no misunderstanding in 
the sentiment of the builders or projectors, a 
pew was built in the northwest corner of the 
gallery, and dedicated to the negro race as 
the "Negro Pen" and there it remains today, 
a witness to the prejudice that was to culmi- 
nate in after years in outrages and mobs all 
over the land, producing bitterness and 
wounds in society that a whole generation 
has scarcely been able to heal. The negro 
could go into that pen, and listen to the 
prayers, the hymns and sermons of the 
preacher, but he must come no nearer the 
altar of God. 

The opponents of the negro part of the 
plan were not idle. They gathered together 
in caucus, after the meeting of the proprietors, 
and decided that a "town meeting" should 
be called to procure if possible an unfriendly 
expression from the voting population of the 
town. There was another reason aside from 
the social aspect of the affair that led them 
to a public expression of disapproval of the 
negro question in the school. The southern 
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of abolition sentiments, and it was a fondly 
cherished belief of our good men that they 
could contribute something towards soothing 
their southern brethren, by passing resolu- 
tions, denouncing the abolitionists, having 
them published in the New Hampshire 
Patriot, signed by the selectmen and clerk, 
and then sending carefully marked copies 
to their senators and representatives in 
Congress. It was only a murmuring ripple 
of popular opinion, not very loud as yet but 
harsh, a murmur that was to develop an 
untamed wild beast. 



different parts of the town with instructions 
"to use all lawful means to prevent the es- 
tablishment of said school and if established 
to counteract its influence." 

On the 11th of September, 1834, the trus- 
tees met for the first time in the Academy, 
when they transacted such business as came 
before them and issued a prospectus of the 
school. The committee immediately started 
for Andover Theological Seminary and Mr. 
William Scales of that Institution was recom- 
mended as principal, was accepted and was 
to. begin the next March. In the meantime, 



Canaan Village and Cardigan Mountain 



A town meeting was warned to be held 
September 3, '"To take the sense of the 
qualified voters relative to the contemplated 
Institution about to be established in this 
town, avowedly for the purpose of educating 
black and white children and youth pro- 
miscuously and without distinction and 
what measures to adopt in regard to said 
Institution." The meeting; was held on the 
appointed day, and resolutions were passed. 
Daniel Pattee, John Shepard and Elijah 
Blaisdell were chosen to procure the publica- 
tion of the foregoing preamble and resolutions. 
And to nominate ''seventeen''' persons in 



May Harris commenced the female depart- 
ment the 1st of October with twenty scholars, 
and Parson Fuller taught the male .depart- 
ment. 

On January 22, 1835, it is recorded, the 
thirteen colored pupils were attending school. 
Mr. Scales came March 1. Some of them 
left. On June 10 there were six in attendance. 
A letter of that date says: "The fact that the 
whole slave population of the South are 
corning here shocks the sensibilities of the 
toothless, eyeless, senseless part of the com- 
munity. The old, superannuated dotards 
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never been born. Because, forsooth, a black 
man has come among us." 

Rumors of the most absurd character were 
set afloat against the school and the people. 
The village was to be overrun with negroes 
from the South; the slaves were coming here 
to line the streets with their huts, and to 
inundate the industrious town with paupers 
and vagabonds. Other tales, too indecent to 
be reported, were circulated with wicked 
industry. As the Fourth of Jul}' approached 
violence began to be threatened, and it was 
announced that on that day an attack was to 
be made on the house. The day arrived and 
hundreds of men assembled, some as actors, 
others as spectators. The building was ap- 
proached in a threatening manner by a body 
of about seventy men, many of whom were 
from adjacent towns, armed with clubs and 
other missiles and uttering fierce threats and 
imprecations. They drew up in front of the 
house. The leader of this brave band was 
Jacob Trussell, who announced to his followers 
that the object of their ''virtuous wrath'' was 
before them. Several approached and at- 
tempted the door. 

There is in every man a sense of right and 
wrong which makes even the most hardened 
criminal hesitate to commit an unlawful act, 
even in the presence of his fellow conspirators. 
A sudden paralysis seemed to seize them. A 
window in the second story was suddenly 
thrown open and Dr. Timothy Tilton, a 
magistrate, appeared and, after addressing a 
few words of warning, began to take down 
the names of the visitors in a loud voice. 
Thus he called the names of "Jacob Trussell, 
Daniel Pattee, Wesley P. Burpee, Daniel 
Pattee, Jr., Salmon P. Cobb, March Barber, 
Phineas Eastman," and so on. Then the 
band of rioters hesitated, fell back a little, 
and soon retreated, with undisguised speed, 
leaving behind them only their leader who 
stood his ground valiantly for a while looking 
defiantly at the offensive building. 

The 31st of July, 183.5, is memorable in the 
annals of Canaan for the disorder it evolved 
as well as for the remarkable resolutions that 
were permitted to go upon its records, where 
they remain as a perpetual memento of the 
slow progress of public opinion. Joseph L. 
Richardson was moderator. The house was 
crowded with men filled with rage, rum and 
riotous intentions. They had worked them- 



selves into the belief that a "legal" town 
meeting could do lawfully what it was unlaw- 
ful for an individual to do. They were willing 
to shift the odium of the outrage of what they 
were about to do upon the "legal" town 
meeting. A committee was appointed to 
report a plan for the action of the town. 
After much labor that committee presented 
a series of resolutions embracing within their 
tortuous folds the plan that was to destroy 
the school, or rather as those who were seeking 
an excuse for their acts, to "abate the public 
nuisance," and a committee of fifteen was 
appointed to carry them out. The 10th of 
August was the day appointed to abate the 
nuisance. Extracts from a diary of that date 
say : 

"The day dawned; the sun never rose with 
more loveliness. Its meridian splendor is not 
an apt comparison in dog days. In the morn 
we greet him, at noon we flee from him. The 
cloud that had so long hung threateningly 
over us now assumed a most fearful aspect. 
The people led by villians were mad, and in 
their madness had become destroyers. I was 
standing at my desk writing. Saw a man, 
Mr. B., pass with an iron bar. Soon I saw 
several more pass with bars and axes. Xow 
a wagon loaded with chains hurried along. 
I looked out at the door. The street was full 
of people and cattle in all directions. A 
'string' of fifty yoke are just turning the cor- 
ner by the old Church, all from Enfield — 
William Currier at their head. Thomas 
Merrill was also a leader. The destruction of 
that beautiful edifice has already begun. 
Trussell was the first man on the ground. 
He is Captain of the gang. His features show 
the smile of satisfied revenge. He thus ad- 
dressed them: 'Gentlemen, your work is 
before you. This town has decreed this 
school a nuisance, and it must be abated. If 
any man obstructs you in these labors, let 
him be abated also. Now fall to, and remove 
this fence.' Dr. Tilton read the riot act and 
it was the only obstruction offered by the 
friends of the school. They chose to suffer 
affliction and the destruction of their prop- 
erty, rather than shed the blood of these mis- 
guided men. They got the shoes under a little 
past 12 at noon. Trussell stands upon the 
front to give orders. The team is attached — 
ninety-five yoke of cattle. It is straightened. 
The chains break. They try again and again 



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the chains break. Almost in vain do they 
try. Thermometer ranges at 116 in the sun. 
At half past seven they had succeeded in 
drawing it into the road, when they adjourned 
till the next day. The cattle were in the 
meantime driven down to William Martin's 
meadow, where they were turned loose for the 
night. I need not tell you of the band of 
earnest philanthropists — men and women — 
who met together in secret that dark night 
and wept and prayed because of the destruc- 
tion that had befallen their beautiful hopes. 
A man from Enfield, Joshua 'Devil' Stevens, 
as he was- called, set fire to the building that 
night, intending to destroy it, but the attempt 
failed. The chains were weak; doubled they 
were still weak. A swift messenger was dis- 
patched to the Shakers at Enfield and to 
Lyman's Bridge at Lyme for the cables used 
there. He returned before morning. Tues- 
day, the 11th, the progress of destruction was 
more rapid. The chains held firm when the 
order was given 'to straighten the team.' A 
little before noon they had reached our store 
where they halted in front, and at once 
demanded that a barrel of rum should be 
rolled out or they would demolish the doors. 
Mr. C. and myself thought it best to yield to 
their threats, but William said, 'Xo, I would 
sooner die than yield an inch to these fanatical 
villains.' He backed himself against the door, 
determined to resist to the last. But he was 
removed after much struggling, and they had 
the rum. Do you believe we did not wish it 
might be hell fire to their bodies? This day 
was hotter than the preceding, yet with 
redoubled ardor these men persisted in their 
crime, until they hauled the house on to the 
corner of the common, in front and close by 
the old church. They arrived upon the spot 
just at dark, so completely fagged put, both 
oxen and men, that it was utterly impossible 
to do anything further. There it stands, 
shattered, mutilated, inwardly beyond rep- 
aration almost, a monument of the folly and 
infuriated malice of a basely deceived popu- 
lace."* 

They voted to reassemble on September 
10th, on which date they would locate the 
building and give Mr. Scales and the blacks 
a month to leave town. They met on that 
date and promptly proceeded to their work 
by locating the building across the road. 
Then they dragged the cannon through the 



street, discharging it at the house of every 
abolitionist, breaking glass in abundance. 
The school was destroyed. The town by vote 
repaired the building, appropriating the 
money from the Surplus Revenue Fund, and 
the spirit that "hauled" it from its first 
foundation was evoked to make good the 
pledges it made itself. A teacher was hired 
and a few pupils attended for a few weeks, 
six or eight, and the money or the disposi- 
tion failing the school was discontinued. 
Several attempts were made to open it, but 
they ended in failure. An attempt was made 
by the ''town," or those who had abducted 
the building, to compromise with the pro- 
prietors, but those stood aloof, believing and 
hoping a day of redress would come, but it 
never came. These unlawful acts, which it 
was claimed public opinion demanded, have 
been atoned for, but not in human courts of 
justice. On the morning of December 31, 
1S38, it was found that seven windows had 
been removed the night before. Search was 
made for them; a pile of fragments of sash 
and broken glass, pounded almost to powder, 
were found on the shore of the pond. ' The 
building had been standing several years a 
silent monument of all the bad feelings of the 
human heart. Its doors were seldom opened 
to the student. Many persons had expressed 
a wish that it might burn down, and its 
ashes be scattered to the four winds, and that 
the remembrance of it might cease from the 
recollection of man. On the night of March 
7, 1839, a great light illuminated the heavens. 
All the people leaped from their beds, and 
saw the building, the cause of so much sorrow 
and sin, enveloped in flames. Xo efforts were 
made to extinguish it. And the ashes were 
indeed scattered to the four winds. 

"John Greenleaf Whit tier has commemo- 
rated this event in these words, 

"The schoolhouse out of Canaan hauled, 

Seemed turning on its track again, 
And like a great swamp turtle crawled 

To Canaan village back again, 
Shook off the mud and settled fiat 

L r pon its underpinning; 
A nigger on its ridge pole sat, 

From ear to ear a-grinning." 

A few weeks after the burning a number of 
men assembled in William P. Weeks' office 
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the site of the one burned. Thirteen notes 
of $100 each, each signed by five men, were 
presented to the town agent who was asked 
to loan them the money for the construction 
of the building from the Surplus Revenue 
Fund. 

Afterwards a charter was procured from 
the Legislature and approved June 27, 1S39, 
in which Eleazer Martin, Jesse Martin, Caleb 
Blodgett, James Arvin, Guilford Cobb, En- 
sign Colby, William P. Weeks, Daniel Pattee, 
Jr., James Pattee, Joseph Bustm and William 
Doten were named as incorporators, to estab- 
lish an institution for the " education of 
youth" under the name of '''Canaan Union 
Academy.'' With this money they built the 
academy, believing it would prove a success- 
ful and profitable investment; but this belief 
was a delusion, if not a snare. Xo steps were 
taken by the dominant party to conciliate the 
large number of citizens who were aggrieved; 
no kind words were spoken, nor did anyone 
propose any method to harmonize the antag- 
onisms; and there the two nearly equal hos- 
tile factions stood, making faces at each other, 
the one pointing to'that building as a monu- 
ment of acts of aggression unatonecl for, and 
the other flinging back contemptuous epithets 
ad libitum. 

Dr. Thomas Flanders contracted and built 
the building. On the 1st of September, 1S39, 
the school was organized and J. Everett 
Sargent, who had taught the last term in the 
old building, was engaged to teach in the new. 
It- opened with one hundred and twenty 
pupils. The opposition had a school in 
Currier's Hall, the second story of C. P. 
King's store, on the Street. It drew sixty 
pupils. These efforts were strained. The 
schools gradually fell off. The academy was 
reestablished again in 1852. It reached its 
highest success under Charles C. Webster in 
1854, with a total of two hundred and six 
scholars. He was here three years. Burrill 
Porter, Jr., continued for another year with 
one hundred and seventy-one scholars and 
six teachers. It then ceased to be a corpora- 
tion and became a private school, with wide 
intervals of time when the building was 
closed. It is now twenty-five years, nearly, 
since there was a school there. The question 
disputed at that time and at the bottom of 
all their hard feeling has long since been 
settled, and their children and grandchildren 



have grown up with no remembrance of the 
spite and abuse thrown broadcast by their 
parents and grandparents. 

The issue is dead and forgotten; the slave 
question has ceased to be; abolition, too; 
and we of this day can little realize the depth 
to which men's feelings were stirred. Such 
is the history of the attempts to establish a 
school of learning in Canaan, and when we 
look back upon its stormy course, at no time 
having the goodwill and sympathy of all the 
people of the community, bitterly opposed 
and as bitterly favored, living along from 
year to year on the persistence some men have 
to accomplish their ends, and using the object 
in dispute only as a means, blind to the good 
there "might be in it itself, if spite and revenge 
be eliminated, the good in it became secondary 
to the success of their plans for revenge, re- 
sorting to trickery, force and unlawful means 
to bolster up or oppose. Is it any wonder 
that such a cause should fail when dependent 
upon such influences; that people who had 
not become involved should hesitate to take 
any part? 

Nathaniel Farrar was the first lawyer who 
came here, about the time of the building of 
the meeting house. He was starved out and 
left town. The settlers were averse to quar- 
rels. In 1808, Thomas IT. Pettingill came 
and since then, with two exceptions, George 
Kimball and John H. Slack, the lawyers, have 
made a living in this town. Among them have 
been Elijah Blaisdell, son of Daniel Blaisdell, 
who was, after leaving here, Judge of Probate; 
Jonathan Kittredge, Chief Justice of the 
Court of Common Pleas in 1856; William P. 
Weeks, who with his business instincts 
amassed quite a large fortune; Jonathan 
Everett Sargent, who taught school, studied 
law, built a house and married here, and 
afterwards was Chief Justice of our Supreme 
Court; George W. Murray,- whom many of 
us remember was a successful lawyer and 
business man; Joseph D. Weeks and his 
brother, William B., who, inheriting their 
share of their father's property, were not 
given to the practice of law so much as other 
matters; Isaac X. Blodgett, who was a partner 
of William P. Weeks at one tinr, afterwards 
Chief Justice of our Supreme Court, and his 
brother, Caleb Blodgett, Judge of the Supe- 
rior Court in Boston, Mass.; William M. 
Chase, a retired Judge of our Supreme Court, 



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and Frank D. Currier, our well known Con- 
gressman. 

Caiman has always been a loyal and pa- 
triotic Town. In all her graveyards repose 
the dust of those who went forth to right and 
win liberty in the Revolution. Forty-three 
of these soldiers lie buried here. After the 
Revolution the militia of the state was 
organized. The 37th Regiment held its 
musters on the side of the Pinnacle and in 
Currier's field, at the upper end of the Street, 
and on the Common. In the war of 1812, 
fi\ e men volunteered and nine men were 
drafted. Four Canaan men were in the 
Mexican War. Sixteen men volunteered in 
1S61, and the number of men who were 
credited to this town during the Rebellion 
was one hundred and eighty-three. 

The first settlement of the town was made 
on what is known as South Road, which was 
the first road in town and extended across 
the south side of the town. When the com 
mill was built at the Corner, the settlers soon 
beat a path to it, coming up the old Barber 
farm, crossing the Dustin farm and on up by 
the North Church to the Corner. This road 
was discontinued after the Turnpike was 
built. The Richardsons settled on Sawyer 
Hill, and -so a path led to them from South 
Road. Joshua 'Wells settled at the foot of 
Hart Pond, on the east side, and Robert 
Barber at the end on the west side. Samuel 
Noyes and Daniel Blaisdell settled in the 
southeast corner of the town, and William 
Douglass, in 1786, built a log house near 
where the old Grand View Hotel stood. 
Paths were trod and roads were built between 
them. 

A road had been trod for some years from 
Grafton across the Street to Lyme before the 
Grafton Turnpike was laid over it. From 
about 1790, until after the Northern Railroad 
went through this village, in November, 1847, 
the "Street" was the business center. The 
big wagon loads of goods from Boston to the 
northern towns in the state came tins way, 
and stopped at Pierce's Tavern which was 



built in 1794. It became Moore's store, 
Clark's Inn, J. Harris' Inn, Cobb"s Tavern 
and so on down to Crystal Lake House and 
Grand View Hotel. It stood north of the 
town house. The stone house, the only one 
of its kind, was built in 1842, by Edmund 
ITazen. The stone came from the old paper 
mill pasture. It was built for a blacksmith 
shop and Simon Dodge finished it into a 
house. 

I have endeavored to tell you of some of 
the most important events that occurred here 
in the early days. Thriftiness in those days 
was not confined to mere business pursuits. 
Marriage was a business as much as other 
occupations and it meant homes, households, 
families, and such families! David Pollard 
lived on the Gore; he was the father of twenty 
children. Joseph Flint settled on the George 
W, Davis farm and was the father of nineteen 
children. Ezekiel Wells had eighteen chil- 
dren; Daniel Colby, fifteen; Jacob Dow, 
fourteen; John M. Barber, nine; Panott 
Blaisdell, ten; Nathaniel Currier, eleven; 
Daniel Blaisdell, eleven; and these eleven 
had seventy children. Elijah, one of the 
eleven, had twelve; Daniel, seventeen and 
Panott, twelve. In 1767, there were nineteen 
persons in town; in 1773, G7; in 1785, 253. 
The largest number of inhabitants was in 
1S70-1S77, and since then the population 
has decreased. 

We are here to celebrate the one hundred 
and fiftieth anniversary of the settlement of 
this town. With what joy and pride do we 
look back upon the events which have deter- 
mined our destiny and made our happiness? 
That event should be commemorated that the 
honor due those sturdy men should not fade 
from our eyes nor the eyes of our posterity. 
Yv'e should renew our reverence and affection 
for them. The years, as they have rolled on 
from that momentous wintry December, 
1766, have shown growth and strength, in- 
creasing wealth and numbers, and may the 
accomplishments of these one hundred and 
fifty years be an incentive to us. 



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THE SHORT-CUT PATHWAY HOME 

By Charles Poole Cleaves 

There is simple grace in the village street, 

The highway of the town, 
Where the elms in royal arches meet 

And the night and the day look down. 
Grace to dignity grown; 

I hark to the trolley's hail. 
Library, schools and hall — behold! 

Where the brook once crossed the vale. 
Yet, face of an old-time friend, 

O'er which no changes come, 
Whose deepening lines tell tales of yore, 

Is the short-cut pathway home. 

A beckoning, cheering, luring path 

Where the brook and the river greet; 
On the lone-plank bridge the footfalls chime 

And the brown soil's touch is sweet. 
Over- the pasture stile, 

Where the alder thickets sway, 
With dip and curve, in varying mood, 

The old path swings away. 
Broad by the river's brink; 

Narrow, at last, to come, 
As if it paused on the way to think, 

Then hastened joyfully home. 

No need that the old mill's dreamy eyes 

In twinkle and flash should stir; 
Nor of writ or lore of the human lives 

Whose steps in the old path blur. 
The thickets whisper still, 

The brook is murmuring low, 
And the river's grove in echo wakes 

The voices of long ago. 
No need of face or form 

Of the souls that with me roam; 
I know — and the thoughts come thick and fast 

On the royal highway home. 



CLOUDS 

By Edward H. Richards 

In boyhood days, I wondered why 
The clouds so often crossed the sky; 
But, later on, I came to know 
Without the cloudlets, naught could grow 

Now r , as a man, when shadows fall 
Across my path, oft I recall 
That simple lesson of the skies, 
And trudge along without surprise. 



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FRUITLESS FARMING AT FRUITLANDS 

By Emma F. Abbot 



Transcendentalism, both a philoso- 
phy and a religion, consisting of ideas 
and aspirations transcending or ex- 
ceeding all existing realities, reaching 
out toward higher conditions than 
humanity has yet attained, stands for 
the cultivation of the highest attri- 
butes in man and the obliteration of 
the lowest. It was prevalent among 
scholars and writers, both in Europe 
and America, in the early forties. 

Nurtured in homes of culture and 
education, its chief disciples were 
clergymen. Emerson began his ca- 
reer as a Unitarian minister, as did 
Walker, Ripley, Channing, Dwight, 
Johnson, Longfellow, Wasson, and 
Higginson. 

Its influence was not confined to 
its little band of adherents alone; 
but to it our country is indebted for 
many of its great reforms. It taught 
the value of the individual and the 
rights of the weak and helpless. The 
seed thus sown resulted in the eman- 
cipation of the slave, in the righting 
of the wrongs of women, the humane 
administration of capital punishment 
and the sentiment against it. 

Various communities of these con- 
genial spirits were established. Most 
noted were those of Brook Farm at 
West Roxbury, headed by -George 
Ripley; an association" for industry 
and education/' including such liter- 
ary lights as Hawthorne, Channing 
and Margaret Fuller; and, less well 
known, that at Fruitlands at Har- 
vard, Mass., with Bronson Alcott, 
Charles Lane and Thoreau as leaders. 

Brook Farm laid no restriction on 
the manner of living, the care and 
use of cattle and pigs, with all other 
agricultural resources and duties 
falling on each member alike. There 
were schools and other mental oppor- 
tunities and requirements. It was 
practically an agricultural, literary 
and scientific school. 

Fruitlands, with its higher spiri- 



tual aspiration, enjoined on its mem- 
bers a denial of all but the highest 
and purest ideals, claiming the eating 
of flesh to be depraving; beef eating 
an encouragement to the bovine 
quality, a pork diet changing men 
into swine. Objectors claimed that 
a potato diet would change a man 
into a potato "and what if the potato 
be small?" It is said of them that 
they wrought literally the miracle, 
their wine being water, flesh bread, 
and drugs fruit; while eggs, milk and 
butter were forbidden on the reason- 
ing that the chick had the right to 
life and the milk belonged to the calf. 
Even the right of the canker worm to 
life, liberty and the pursuit of hap- 
piness was regarded. 

Tea, coffee, molasses and rice — 
foreign luxuries — were forbidden. 
Fruits, berries, grains and vegetables 
were the diet. Simple linen tunics, 
loose trousers, and broad" brimmed, 
linen hats, with canvas shoes, the 
dress of the men; linen bloomers that 
of the girls and women, Mrs. Alcott 
submitting under protest, as her 
practical common sense was out of 
sympathy with the experiment, while 
her loyalty kept her faithful to the 
duties which fell all too heavily upon 
her. 

A school in England, Alcott House, 
had been named for Bronson Alcott 
by his admirers in that country. And 
from there Mr. Alcott brought Charles_ 
Lane and his son William; two other 
men and a valuable library of one 
thousand volumes accompanied them 
to help found the ideal community 
through which he hoped to elevate 
the race. 

The situation of their hopes was 
found in Harvard, Mass., fourteen 
miles from the Concord home of 
Alcott, Emerson, Thoreau and the 
other philosophers who were so 
strongly banded together and whose 
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the world through the famous maga- 
zine called The Dial. 

The home of their choice was on a 
hillside, remote from travel; with a 
wonderful view, including Wachusett, 
and Monadnock mountains and the 
Still River; two miles from Harvard 
village and less than one from the 
village of Still River. 

Charles Lane alone seemed to be 
able to raise funds to pay for this 
place, valued by the owner, Mr. 
Wyman, at $2,700. The sum availa- 
ble being limited to about SI, 800, 
the land only was finally purchased 
for that sum, Mr. Wyman agreeing 



Here they were joined by Charles 
and William Lane and others. None 
were to be turned away. All were 
welcome to join the community with- 
out expense, as none would wish to 
remain who were out of sympathy 
with its plans and purpose. 

Here Emerson and other great 
Concord philosophers, called the 
Mystics, discussed profound questions 
and incidentally sowed the seed of 
thought in the children by such 
queries as "What is man?" eliciting 
from the tots replies like "An animal 
with a mind, 7 ' "soul and a mind/' 
etc. And again "What is God's 



Bronson Alcott's Fruitlands (By Permission of Clara Endicott Sears) 



to loan the use of the buildings free 
for one year. 

Here Alcott, by many called the 
dreamer, by ail known to be a man 
of high spiritual type, brought his 
family, Mrs. Alcott, the bright, and 
practical "marmee" of Louise Alcott's 
tale of "Little Women," the four 
little girls, Anna, Beth, Louise and 
May; the Meg, Beth, Jo and Amyof 
Louise Alcott's later pen. Louise 
was at that time ten years old. 

Jolting over the ground in a big 
wagon, the treasured bust of Socra- 
tes saved from destruction by the 
watchful care of the children, the 
journey to the New Eden was accom- 
plished. 



greatest work?" Anna Alcott said 
"men," but Louise reasoned it to be 
"babies," since "men are often bad 
while babies never are." 

Joseph Palmer, a stalwart and 
determined character from "No 
Land," a gore near Fitchburg, who 
had suffered much persecution, in- 
cluding jail, in consequence of wear- 
ing a beard (from which beard he 
was never parted, despite several 
assaults for that purpose), offered his 
energetic services to the community 
free of charge and seems to have been 
the only practical, diligent farmer of 
the community, as Mrs. Alcott. and 
her little girls were the backbone of 
the domestic problem — and a very 



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overburdened back bone it was, — 
Miss Anna Page, the only other 
female member of the con-sociate 
family at its inception, having been 
soon expelled for being guilty of 
tasting fish while away on a visit. 
To her tearful plea, "I only ate a 
little bit of the tail," was replied, 
"But for that bit of tail a whole fish 
had to be tortured and killed." 
And she had to go. 

All things were to be perfectly 
clean and free from pollution, the 
land to be fertilized only by turning 
in the crops, clover and buckwheat, 
back to itself. But this course was 
not immediately productive of avail- 
able result, and the impractical phi- 
Iosphers came to grief thereby — 
wrecked in their purpose to live 
without money while building up 
their land without fertilizer or credit. 

Mulberry trees were planted for 
use in raising silkworms, but of 
course the trees must have time to 
grow. 

They planned to build cottages 
for the colony, as it grew, all along 
the slope where abundant water 
gushed out from springs ready for use. 

To do all without means or the 
labor of beasts, which was also pro- 
scribed, was a problem which even 
the undaunted Joseph Palmer was 
not able to solve. 

Necessity finally forced a conces- 
sion to the extent of empowering 
Mr. Palmer to bring from No Land 
a plow to relieve the realistic back- 
aches caused by the attempt to break 
up the land by hand. An ox and a 
cow were also added to work together. 
There is a suspicion that Joseph 
Palmer did not always resist the 
temptation to reinforce his sustain- 
ing powers by secret draughts of 
milk from the aforesaid cow, though 
the precept of the cult was a rigid 
abstinence. 

It would seem that the unselfish 
devotion of the founders to the basic 
principle was not fully shared by all 
the later arrivals. This, and the 
shortage of provisions, caused the 
final tragic end of the community. 



Disappointment in his cherished 
plan to reform humanity was so 
great that Mr. Alcott in utter despair 
lay down on his bed, turned his face 
to the wall and resolved to die by 
starvation. Near the end he was 
induced by what his friends call his 
New England conscience, but what 
I suspect was the same influence of 
his remarkable wife, to retract. 
"And so," as he said, "we took our 
four little women back to Concord 
in an ox-cart." (Probably with the 
ox and cow as motors.) 

The name "Fruitlands"' seems to 
have been chosen with a view to the 
future rather than the primary situa- 
tion, as there was little- fruit except 
from a few apple trees, some of which 
are still standing. 

And dear loving, faithful but un- 
believing "Marmee" is credited as 
suggesting with quaint humor, as 
they lumbered away, a change of title 
from Fruit lands to Apple Slump, as 
related by our beloved authoress of 
the experience in her interesting tale 
of Transcendental Wild Oats. 

On the breaking up of the colony, 
Joseph Palmer purchased the place, 
and he and his descendants lived 
there for many years dispensing un- 
limited hospitality to all who came 
to their doors. 

The other Concord philosophers 
also ' returned to Concord, while 
Charles Lane and his son retired 
among the Harvard Shakers for a 
time, and afterwards returned to 
England. 

Alcott lived to accomplish much, 
both as superintendent of the schools 
of Concord, where he was relieved of 
the financial part for which he was 
so ill fitted, and left free to devote 
himself to advancing a high intellec- 
tual standard; also through his 
famous " Conversations, " so called, 
on account of which he travelled many 
miles, west and east, never, however, 
realizing adequate compensation. 

It is not with a feeling of ridicule 
that one can view this enterprise and 
its results. The spirituality, the 
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purpose to benefit mankind should 
make the world very indulgent in its 
judgment — not criticising the failure 
so much as sympathizing with the 
intention, and sorrowing at the de- 
struction of the beautiful dream. 

It is in this spirit of affectionate 
regret that Miss Clare Endicott Sears, 
herself a woman of rare intellect and 
culture as well as means, has restored 
the place at Harvard, "Fruit-lands," 
to its original condition; bringing to 
it by great effort, expense and patience 
many of its old furnishings and 
treasures. 

Tuesdays, Thursdays and Satur- 
days of each week in summer autos 
and carriages assemble, as to a Mecca, 
at this beautiful spot on the hillside 
with its charming view. 

In front one sees the mulberry trees 
planted of old by the community. 
We enter the room where the phi- 
losophers assembled to discuss deep 
questions. The very paper on* the 
wall is restored. The table where 
they wrote and communed together, 
and sometimes dined, occupies the 
old place". Around the walls hang 
their portraits, giving one the feeling 
that their spirits still preside there. 
Within the fireplace are the com- 
munity andirons, formerly owned by 
Thoreau. The same high-boy and 
tiptables, snuffers, crane and iron 
pot, as of old, are in this room. 

The ancient books in the small 
entry maintain something of their 
former appearance, though, of course 
not the same. But they are interest- 
ing in themselves and include a set 
of The Dial 

In the stud}' is a beautiful old 
Dutch high-boy, veneered with root 
of Hungarian walnut, belonging to 
the community, a bust of Socrates 
presiding. There, too, is Major 
Gardner's teaset, which the children 
daringly used at the mock wedding 
of Louise Alcott and the little Gard- 
ner boy; also a bullet-riddled Bible, 
picked up from the battle ground the 
morning after the Battle of Bunker 
Hill. 



In the long kitchen is a fine clock, 
left by the former owner, and the 
deeds given by Mr. Wyman to 
Samuel J. May, Mrs. Aleott's brother; 
also the Emerson deed written in his 
own handwriting; another com- 
munity highboy, a long community 
dining table made after the original, 
with its two backless benches. On 
the floor is the old noon mark. 
There too, the community plow is 
honored in old age. The old settle 
and many exceedingly interesting 
relics are to be seen in the old colo- 
nial kitchen. While the chambers 
above are filled with articles of ab- 
sorbing interest. 

Not least interesting is the Bronson 
Alcott room, with its quaint bed, 
placed as it was when he despairingly 
sought to end his life there with the 
ending of his cherished dream. There 
is "Marmee's" lace cap, as white and 
ambitious as whemnt graced her head 
on state occasions; also a piece of her 
Paisley shawl. The one lamp also 
which lighted her industrious nights, 
despite the prohibition of oil, as the 
bayberry candles which were alone 
allowed proved insufficient for her 
needs — her lamp, which, even in its 
present idleness, seems to illume the 
past with her own favorite motto, 
"Hope and keep busy." 

The low garret, where the children 
slept and where the child, Louise, 
tells us "the rain sounded so pretty 
on the roof," is empty of all but 
associations. 

We find, as we ride lingeringly 
away, that we have imbibed some- 
thing of the sentiments of those 
mystics of old, who reached out to a 
simpler and more ideal standard of 
living. And for days we drearn of 
their dreams; and the beautiful 
panorama of distant fields and moun- 
tains, interspersed with silver gleams 
from the Still River, remains with us. 

Wilton, N. II. 

Note: To "Bronson Aleott's Fruitlands," 
by Clara Endicott Sears, the writer is in- 
debted. 



New Hampshire Bilk Are Calling 283 

NEW HAMPSHIRE HILLS ARE CALLING 

By Bernard V. Child 

The hills are calling! I can hear 

Them saying, "Come to me"; 
The mountains beckon strong and clear, 

"Our heart and life are free." 

And the rivers, vales and woodlands, 

All stretching out between, 
Give, with overarching cloudlands, 

Enchantment to the scene. 

The smiling roadway and each glade — 

''Come, walk at close of day, 
And tread my path and feel my shade, 7 ' 

I hear their voices say. 

The winding cow-path speaks of joys, 

Of summer days of old, 
Of homely pastimes of the boys, 

Of sunset clouds of gold. 

Delicious sound! Yon babbling- brook; 

Its myriad voices tell 
Of pole and line and fishing hook, 

And trout within the dell. 

That " swimmin' hole " ! I hear the noise, 

I join in all the mirth 
Of shouting, splashing, paddling boys — 

The happiest time on earth. 

The "chuck" on grassy knoll or plain, 

The squirrel in the tree, 
The whirr of partridge — all again 

So clearly call to me. 

The apple trees my vision greet 

And call me to a run, 
As when we raced for windfalls sweet 

At rising of the sun. 

Yon pines repeat, with silvery voice, 

Their stories as of yore, 
Of love and life; "Come, heart, rejoice, 

I'll whisper them once more. " 

I see the old familiar street, , 

The schoolhouse on the hill — 
These scenes my eager vision greet, 

The church, the bridge, the mill, 



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The homestead of my early days — 
The rush of much beside 

Of memories of those years and ways 
Comes o'er me like a tide. 

These voices call and many more, 

But over and above 
Them all are ones that I adore, 

The ones that most I love — 

The voices of my kindred dear — 
Their kiss is on my cheek, 

Or hands are clasped, a glistening tear, 
I hear them as they speak. 

These voices coming day or night, 
I'll tell the scenes once more, 

Because within the vision's flight 
I live them o'er and o'er. 

Hope they give in our distresses 
And happy tales to tell, 

When we lavish our caresses 
On those who with us dwell. 

The hills are calling! Glad refrain; 

And call, O loved ones true, 
Till those old scenes I view again, 

And come once more to you! 
Rootstown, Ohio. 



THE COUNTRY IX SEPTEMBER 

By Jean C. Maynard 

The sumach's leaves of flaming red 
Bear witness that the Summer's dead; 
Like fingers dipped in blood-red wine, 
They move, and make mysterious sign 
To nodding heads of goldenrod 
That deck the grassy, sunburnt sod. 
A breeze, perfumed with Autumn sweets 
From sun-kissed hills, the traveler greets; 
And drowsy crickets purr and dream, 
While overhead the bluejays scream. 
A mist obscures the hills of blue, 
And silver bright a stream breaks through; 
Embroidery of glistening sheen, 
Winding about this peaceful scene, 
And gracefully it makes its way 
To wiiere the dark green valleys lay. 
A brown nut falls; a squirrel gray 
Quick snatches it and darts away; 
From grass to rail; from rail to tree; 
Ah, swift and sure of foot is he; 



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In nest made soft and snug and warm. 
He hides his treasures safe from harm, 
Lest Winter's breath and chilling snow 
Should fill his little heart with woe. 
The lambs bleat soft their plaintive lay; 
A crow's .hoarse "caw" sounds far away. 
In contrast to this peaceful spot. 
The cornstalks stand, a fierce, wild lot; 
Like Indian warriors in a band 
Now seeking vengeance through the land. 
Beneath is green; o'erhead is blue, 
Except where creeps the sunset hue. 
In this fair place I fain 'would stay, 
But Summer's gone, — I must away. 
Amid the city's restless ways, 
I'll dream of thee — and halcvon days. 



THE SEABROOK DUNES 

By Helen Leslie Folia nsbee 

Along the beach the vagrant wunds have reared, 

In long, low ranks a fairy mountain range, 

Out of the beaten sand and whitening wave, — 

Purple and gray, mysterious and weird, 

On which the tides and winds work daily change. 

The long dunes rise — the garden plot and grave 

Of bittersweet and alder, bay berry, pine. 

Their green-fringed line 

Stretches for miles against the Autumn sky. 

Their sands are slates, on which the beach folk write, 
And all who look, read stories as they pass. 
Here, digging deep his spurs; a hawk took flight; 
There is a perfect circle, windblown grass 
Traced on that smooth slope on the seaward side; 
And here are tracks where field mice trotted by; 
There curved brown lines that mark the crest o' tide. 

The sapphire-painted marsh, in bronze and green 
Is not more colorful than are the dunes. 
A blaze of golden-rod along the path; 
Gray globes amid the bayberry's glossy sheen; 
Long purple shadows on the gold-brown face 
Of each wind-shifted pile late sunbeams trace, _ 
With "dusty miller," Summer's aftermath, 
A silver mine in hot October noons. 

From year to year the fairy ramparts stand. 
Each winter storm they move; yet ever there 
The Spring still finds them, spread against the sea, 
That snarling, frets their feet, — lays white and bare 
The bones of what was once a twisted tree, 
Long years ago engulfed by vanished sand. 



NEW HAMPSHIRE NECROLOGY 



HORACE WHITE 

While neither the most brilliant nor eminent 
in the distinguished array of New Hampshire 
natives in the field of American journalism, 
including Greeley, Dana, Bundy, Greene, 
Hutchins, Miller and others of a later genera- 
tion, it is safe to say that Horace White, who 
died, September 16, at his home in New York 
• City, was the ablest man, all things considered, 
in the entire list. 

Mr. White was born in Colebrook, N. H., 
August 10, 1834, the son of Dr. Horace White, 
and was graduated from Beloit College and 
Brown University. The year after his gradu- 
ation, 18-54, he joined the staff of the Chicago 
Tribune and soon became city editor of the 
paper. In 1S56 he was appointed assistant 
secretary of the National Kansas Committee, 
but returned again to the Tribune. It was 
while he was in reportorial work that he won 
the esteem of Lincoln, whom he accompanied 
throughout the latter's campaign against 
Stephen A. Douglas. So noteworthy were 
his contributions on this historic contest that 
Herndon afterward incorporated them in his 
"Life of Lincoln.'' 

. In 1S65 Mr. White became editor-in-chief 
of the Tribune and held the place for nine 
years. His work in this capacity laid the 
foundation on which the prestige oi the Trib- 
une was established. He left his place in 
1874 on invitation from the New York Even- 
ing Post. Within a few years he bought an 
interest in the paper. Mr. White, Carl Schurz 
and Enwid L. Godkrn formed a brilliant group 
in journalism. \\ "hen Mr. Godkin retired as 
editor-in-chief, in 1899, Mr. White succeeded 
him and afterward became president of the 
Evening Post Company. From the time of his 
identification with newspaper work in • New- 
York City he was recognized as an authority 
on financial subjects. 

He retired from daily newspaper work in 
1903, but he held his place as an expert on 
finance. In 1909 Governor Hughes appointed 
him chairman of the Committee on Specula- 
tion in Securities and Commodities. In and 
out of his newspaper work Mr. White found 
time to write in permanent form on finance, 
his treatise on-" Money and Banking" becom- 
ing a standard work. His general knowl- 
edge is attested in his translation of Appians's 
"History of Alexandria, '' and in the "Life 
of Lyman Trumbull, " the latter work, which 
was finished in 1913, practically closing his 
literary career. 

Mr. White is survived by three daughters, 
Mrs. J. W. H)wells, daughter-in-law of 
William Dean Howells, and the Misses Mar- 
tha and Elizabeth White. 

DR. FRANCIS J. WOODMAN 

Francis J. Woodman, M.D., chief medical 
examiner in the Pension Office at Washington, 
died at his home in that city, on Friday even- 
ing, July 28, after a long illness. 



Doctor Woodman was a native of Somers- 
worth, son of the late Joseph Woodman, 
bom August 7, 1851. He was educated at 
the Somersworth high school, Phillips Exeter 
Academy, and Yale College, graduating from 
the latter in 1S76. He was a fine musician 
and was baritone soloist in the famous Yale 
Glee Club during his last two years in college. 
He was also a member of the Delta Kappa 
Epsilon Society. After graduation he took 
charge of the Somersworth Free Press, and also 
pursued the study of medicine, till 1S79, 
when, through competitive examination he 
secured an appointment to the pension office, 
where he was advanced, from time to time, 
through the various grades to principal ex- 
aminer and qualified surgeon, and chief 
medical examiner, in which capacity he was 
serving at the time of his death. 

In Masonry he was deeply interested and 
long prominent. He joined Adelphi Lodge, 
No. G3, of Fairhaven, Conn., while in college, 
December 14, 1875, and, May S, 1895, be- 
came a charter member of Takoma Lodge 
of Washington of which he was the second 
Master. He was grand master of Masons of 
the District of Columbia in 1907, and while 
such he laid the cornerstone of the present 
New Masonic Temple at 13th Street and New 
York Avenue Northwest. Pie was made a 
Royal Arch Mason in Pulaski Chapter, No. 
26, of Fairhaven. Conn., March S, 1S76, 
later dimitting to become a charter member 
of Capitol Chapter, No. 11, of the District of 
Columbia, and was made its first high priest. 
In 1909 he was made grand high priest of the 
District of Columbia, He received the cryp- 
tic degrees in the Grand Council of Maryland, 
at Baltimore, November 14, 189(5, and later 
affiliated with Washington Council, Royal 
and Select Masters of Washington. He was 
made a Knight Templar in St. Paul Com- 
mandery of Dover, March 19, 1S7S, and 
October 19, 1895, became a charter member 
of Orient Commandery, No. 5, of the District 
of Columbia, and was its eminent commander 
in 1901. In Scottish Rite Freemasonry, Dr. 
Woodman received the fourteenth degree 
in Mithras Lodge of Perfection of Washing- 
ton, December 16, 18S4; the eighteenth degree 
in Evangelist Chapter, Knights Rose Croix, 
October 14, 1885; the thirtieth degree in 
Robert de Bruce Council, Knights Kadosh, 
August 4, 1SS6, and the thirty-second degree 
in Albert Pike Consistory, M*. R. S., August 
S, 1886. He was elected by the Supreme 
Council to be a knight commander of the 
court of honor October 19, 1902, coroneted 
honorary inspector-general of the thirty- 
third degree, April 13, 1894, and was deputy 
for the Supreme Council in the District of 
Columbia from November, 1895, until 
December 28, 1909. 

In October 1889, Dr. Woodman was com- 
missioned a medical officer in the National 
Guard of the District of Columbia, later serv- 
ing as regimental surgeon and as major in 



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the Medical Corps, until he was retired, at 
his own request, after twenty years' service. 
He was a member and lay reader of St. 
fames' Protectant Episcopal church, of the 
District of Columbia, organization of the 
Yale Alumni Association, of the Sons of the 
American Revolution, and of the Order of 
Washington. 

HON. ARTHUR L. WILLIS 
Hon. Arthur L. Willis, state commissioner 
of motor vehicles, died at his home on Merri- 
mack Street, Concord, on Friday evening, 
September I, from Bright 's disease, after a 
short illness. " 

Mr. Willis was a native of Warner, born 
June 25, 1872, the son of Harlon S. Willis, 
long employed in the United States Postal 
Service, and grandson of the late Rev. 
Lemuel Willis, a prominent Universalist 
clergyman of his day, whom in personality 
he greatly resembled. He was educated in 
the Warner schools, and came to Concord in 
early life, entering the employ of the Concord 
Monitor and Statesman, in which he continued 
fifteen years, most of the time as city editor. 
In 1907 he was appointed deputy secretary 
of state by Hon. Edward N. Pearson, then 
secretary, continuing in that position until 
the Legislature of 1915 created the depart- 
ment of motor vehicles, of which he was made 
the head as commissioner, having had charge 
of the work in that line in the secretary's 
office since the development of the automobile 
business. ,He was a popular public official, 
a worthy citizen, and enjoyed a wide friend- 
ship. ' Politically he was a Republican and 
in religion an earnest Universalist, having 
been long an official of the First Universalist 
Society of Concord. He was a Mason and a 
member and secretary of the Wonalancet 
Club. 

On November 4, 1895, he married Sarah 
Mabel Gould of Hillsborough, who survives 
him, without children. 

DR. LOUIS A. WOODBURY 
Louis Augustus Woodbury, M.D., a promi- 
nent physician of Groveland, Mass.. died 
at his home in that town July 13, 1916. 

Dr. Woodbury was born in Salem, X. H., 
October 1, 1S44, the son of Washington and 
Dolly Head (Jones) Woodbury, and was a 
descendant of John Woodbury, who came to 
America in 1624. His early education was 
obtained in the public schools of Concord. 
and, at the age of 18, he enlisted in Company 
D, Sixteenth X. H. Regiment, for service 
in the War for the Union, serving until mus- 
tered out. After the war he took up the 
study of medicine, and was graduated from 
Harvard Medical College "in 1S72. He 
located in practice in Groveland soon after 
graduation, and continued, with much suc- 
cess, until some five years ago, when failing 
health compelled him to relinquish his large 
practice to others. 



He had many interests outside his prac- 
tice and was specially interested in literary 
and historical matters, and genealogical re- 
search. He had contributed valuable papers 
to medical publications, and had published 
several historical monographs, and had com- 
piled a large amount of matter pertaining to 
the history of Groveland. He had been 
secretary and treasurer of the Groveland 
Mutuajl Fire Insurance Company, and was 
for twenty years surgeon of Post Xo. 101, 
G. A. R. He was a Knight Templar Mason, a 
member of the Massachusetts Medical 
Society, the New Hampshire Association of 
Army Surgeons, the Haverhill (Mass.) Medi- 
cal Club, Harvard Alumni Association, Xew 
England Historic-Genealogical Society, the 
Essex Institute and the Sons of the 
American Revolution. In religion he was 
an Episcopalian. 

Dr. Woodbury married in 1S69, Alice 
Chester Stanwood, who died in 1SS9. In 
September, 1S90, he married Helen Xey 
Robinson of Portsmouth, who survives him. 

REV. EDWARD P. TEXXEY 

Rev. Edward P. Tenney, a native of Con- 
cord, son of the late Rev. Asa P. Tenney, 
once pastor of the Congregational church 
at West Concord, where he was born, Septem- 
ber 29, 1S35, died at his home in Lvnn. Mass., 
August 24, 1916. 

Mr. Tenney was long known not only as 
a preacher, having held pastorates in Con- 
gregational churches in Topsfield, Braintree 
and Manchester, Mass., and Lebanon, Me., 
but also as a journalist, author and educator. 
He had done editorial work on the San Fran- 
cisco Pacific and the Congregational Renew 
of Boston, and had published many books. 
He was for eight years president of Colorado 
College. He was well known to readers of 
the Granite Monthly as a frequent contrib- 
utor, in years past. 

GEORGE PRIEST YOUNG 

George Priest Young, born in Franconia 
Julv 27, 1S6S, died at the home of his sister, 
in that town, August 23. 1916. 

He was the son of Charles and Verona 
(Wells) Young, and remained at home until 
19 years of age, when he went to Xew York 
and engaged in the ice business until 1895, 
when he was made an officer on the police 
force, where he served most efficiently and 
was promoted to sergeant. He distinguished 
himself for heroism in rescuing victims from 
the General Slocum, destroyed by fire in Xew 
York harbor on June 15, 1903. for which he 
gained honorable mention and was awarded 
a medal by the life-saving corps. 

Mr, Young was married to Miss Jennie 
Huntoon in Xew York in 1893. They had 
two children, a son and daughter, the latter 
dying three years ago. The wife and son, 
Charles B., survive. 



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This last week in September has been a 
notable convention week in New Hampshire, 
the Democratic and Republican State Con- 
ventions being held in Concord on Tuesday 
and Thursday. September 26 and 28, respec- 
tively, with Charles E. Tilton of Tilton and 
John H. Bartlett of Portsmouth presiding; 
the annual fall meeting of the New Hamp-_ 
shire Federation of Women's Clubs, occuring 
at Alton Bay, September 26, 27 and 2S, and 
the Universalist State Convention at Nashua, 
September 2S and 29. 



Under the new constitution, adopted by 
the State Board of Trade at its summer meet- 
ing in Salem, when articles of incorporation 
were also adopted, the annual meeting of the 
board must be held in October. It has, 
therefore, been determined to hold the annual 
meeting on Tuesday, October 17, at the rooms 
of the Concord Board of Trade, when a re- 
organization will be effected, and plans 
perfected, as it is hoped, for the employment 
of a business manager, who shall devote his 
entire time to the work of the board. 

The comparatively small vote cast at the 
primary elections, resulting, undoubtedly, 
from the character of the candidacies brought 
out, furnishes ample evidence of popular 
dissatisfaction with the primary law as* it 
stands. It 'seems likely that the next Legis- 
lature will be called upon to repeal or amend 
the law. ' If the fee feature of the law could 
be wiped out, and candidacies filed on peti- 
tion only, thus making it impossible for any 
mountebank, v with a "roll," to file as a candi- 
date for any^ office, the law might become 
more generally satisfactory. As it is, it is 
little less than ridiculous. 



The primary having passed, and the state 
conventions completed their work, such a3 it 
is, the attention of the people will be directed 
quite generally for the next few weeks to the 
work of the political campaign, which, though 
less strenuous than in some of the larger 
and more debatable states, will, nevertheless, 
be more or less exciting for a considerable 
portion of the people of the state. The 
candidates for governor, in the two leading 
parties, are Henry W. Keyes of Haverhill, 
Republican, and John C. Hutchins of Strat- 
ford, Democrat. For representative in Con- 
gress, Cyrus A. Sulloway is again the Repub- 
lican nominee in the First District and Gor- 
don Woodbury of Bedford the Democratic; 
while in the "Second District, Edward II. 
Wason of Nashua was renominated by the 
Republicans and Raymond B. Stevens of 
Landatt by the Democrats. The councilor 
nominees are Miles W. Gray of Columbia, 
Republican, and Alonzo D. Barrett of Gor- 



ham, Democrat, in the First District; Charles 
W. Varney of Rochester, Republican, and 
John W. Parsons, Democrat, of Portsmouth, 
in the Second; Frank W. Leeman of Man- 
chester, Republican, and Moise Verette, 
Democrat, of Manchester, in the Third; 
William D. Swart of Nashua, Republican, 
and John W. Prentiss of Aistead, Democrat, 
in the Fourth; Edward H. Carroll of Warner, 
Republican, and David E. Murphy, of Con- 
cord, Democrat, in the Fifth. The Sena- 
torial candidates are: Henry Marble, Gor- 
ham, Republican, and Daniel J. Daley, Ber- 
lin, Democrat, in the First District; John 
G. M. Glessner, Bethlehem, Republican, and 
Wilbur A. Marshall, Colebrook, Democrat, 
Second; Albert Stanley, Plymouth, Repub- 
lican, and Myron II. Richardson, Littleton, 
Democrat, Third; Nathan O. Weeks, Wake- 
field, Republican, and John C. L. Wood, 
Conway, Democrat, Fourth; Joseph B. 
Perlery, Enfield, Republican, and Horace G. 
Robie, Canaan, Democrat, Fifth; Fred S. 
Roberts/ Laconia, Republican, and George 

B. Cox, Laconia, Democrat, Sixth; Obe G. 
Morrison, Northfield, Republican, and 
Charles P. Coakley, Concord, Democrat, 
Seventh; - Jesse M. Barton, Newport, 
Republican, and Henry E. Charron, Clare- 
mont, Democrat, Eighth; Stillman II. Baker, 
Hillsborough, Republican, and Buron W. 
Sanborn, Salisbury, Democrat, Tenth; Charles 
W. Fletcher, Rinclge, Republican, and Ber- 
nard F. Bemis, Harrisvillc, Democrat, 
Eleventh; Willis C. Hardy, Hollis, Republi- 
can, and George E. Bates, Wilton, Democrat, 
Twelfth; Marcel Theriault, Nashua, Repub- 
lican, and David D. Coffey, Nashua, Demo- 
crat, Thirteenth; Herbert"B. Fischer, Pitts- 
field, Republican, and Fred M. Pettengill, 
Pembroke, Democrat, Fourteenth; Joab N. 
Patterson, Concord, Republican, and Nathan- 
iel E. Martin, Concord, Democrat, Fifteenth; 
William H. Maxwell, Republican, and Morris 

C. Austin, Democrat; Fred O. Parnell, Re- 
publican, and William P. Fahey, Democrat; 
Denis E. O'Leary, Republican, and Michael 
F. Shea, Democrat; Odilon Demers, Republi- 
can, and Cyprian J. Berlanger, Democrat, 
all of Manchester, in Districts No. 16, 17, 18 
and 19 respectively; Malcolm A. M. Hart, 
Milton, Republican, and John H. Bates, 
Rochester, Democrat, Twentieth; George I. 
Leighton, Dover, Republican, and Scott W. 
Caswell, Dover, Democrat, -Twenty-first; 
Daniel M. Boyd, Londonderry, Republican, 
and Frank N. Young, Derry, Democrat, 
Twenty-second:' Clarence M. Collins, Dan- 
ville, Republican, and William D. Ingalls, 
East Kingston, Democrat, Twenty-third; 
William J. Cater, Portsmouth, Republican, 
and Calvin Page, Portsmouth, Democrat, 
Twenty-fourth. 



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HON. EDWARD H. CARROLL 

A Merrimack County Leader in Business and Political Life 



The town of Warner, originally 
granted to citizens of Salisbury and 
Amesbury, Mass., as township "Num- 
ber One," and subsequently known 
for a time as "New Amesbury" — its 
first settlers coming largely from the 
latter named town — lying largely 
around the base of " Kearsarge, ." and 
meeting Wilmot on the crest of that 
grand old mountain, has been es- 
sentially "on the map'' for more than 
a century past, so far as active par- 
ticipation in the business and political 
life of the State is concerned. 

There has been no time, from the 
days of Gen. Aquilla Davis — a soldier 
of the Revolution in youth, and com- 
mander of the First New Hampshire 
Regiment in the War of 1812 — to the 
present hour, when Warner men have 
not been found in the front rank in all 
lines of activity. Two Governors of 
the State have been born in the town; 
a United States Senator and Secretary 
of the Xavy has long made it his 
summer home and actual New Hamp- 
shire abode; as have many men of 
distinction in business, professional, 
literary and political life; while its 
representative agriculturists have held 
rank with the most successful in the 
State in their different lines of effort. 

Prominent among the family names 
that have been familiar to the people, 
in connection with business and 
public affairs in the town of Warner, 
for two or three generations past, is 
that of Carroll, its first representative 
there being Alonzo G. Carroll, a 
native of Croydon, who came to 
Warner from Sutton in 1869, and 



engaged in business as a general 
merchant. He was the eldest son 
of John P. and Rachel (Powers) 
Carroll, born November 24, 1826 — a 
younger brother being Col. Lysander 
H. Carroll of Concord. His mother 
was of a noted Croydon family — a 
descendant of that Ezekiel Powers, 
one of the first settlers of the town,, 
rugged in mind and body, who, 
through his own persistent labor and 
his large family (said to have num- 
bered twenty-one children in all), did 
much to establish the prosperity of 
that famous little Sullivan County 
town. 

Alonzo C. Carroll had been in the 
stove trade for some years before 
locating in Warner and had acquired 
systematic business methods, which 
stood him well in hand in his opera- 
tions as a general merchant, which he 
continued with much success for a 
quarter of a century, till his death, 
April 1, 189-4, meanwhile taking a 
prominent part in all the affairs of 
the town, as an active member of the 
Republican party, in the days when 
party activity, in the town of Warner 
at least, called for the best energies of 
those engaged therein. In religious 
affiliation he was a Congregationaiist 
and was a member of the Masonic 
fraternity. He married Mercy A., 
daughter of Abner and Rebecca 
{ Williams) Hale, of Grafton, and left 
two children, Clarence F. and Ed- 
ward Hermon Carroll. The eldest 
son, Clarence F. became a noted 
educator, graduating from Yale Col- 
lege in 1875, and serving as principal 



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of various high schools, of the Con- 
necticut State Normal School for ten 
years, and as Superintendent of 
Schools in Rochester, X. Y., and 
Worcester, Mass. He will be remem- 
bered as the Old Home Sunday 
speaker in Concord, four years ago, 
dying a year later at his residence in 
Boscawen. 

Edward Hermox Carroll, second 
son of Alonzo C. and Mercy A. 
(Hale) Carroll, was born in Sutton, 
October 30, 1854', removing to Warner 
with his father when the latter es- 



of Warner from 1877 till 1884, when 
he resigned the office. He was a 
member of the town school board 
from 1886 to 1S89; treasurer of the 
county of Merrimack from 1890 to 
1S92, and represented the town in the 
legislature of 1893, serving as chair- 
man of the important Committee on 
Incorporations, and was the author 
of the famous Carroll highway bill, 
relieving towns and cities from much 
vexatious litigation on account of 
accidents upon public highways and 
sidewalks. In 1898 he was appointed 



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Residence of E. H. Carroll, Main Street, Warner, N. H, 



tablished himself in business there. 
He received his education at the 
Simonds Free High School in that 
town, and at the age of eighteen en- 
gaged in the mercantile business with 
his -father, continuing thus until his 
father's death in 1894, after which he 
went to Manchester and was engaged 
for two years in the real estate and 
insurance business with the firm of 
A. J. Lane & Co. Returning to 
Warner he has ever since resided 
there and been, as he previously "had 
been, an active factor in business and 
public affairs. He was postmaster 



National Bank Examiner, holding the 
office until his resignation in 1905. 
While examiner, Mr. Carroll was 
named as receiver of the Coiebrook 
National Bank, serving from January 
to July, 1899, collecting for the bank 
during; that time approximately 
$100,000 and turning the institution 
over to the directors in sound finan- 
cial condition. Immediately follow- 
ing this he was made receiver of the 
Cocheco National Bank in Dover, and 
notwithstanding the unpromising con- 
dition of its affairs, and the prediction 
of the department that an assessment 



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would have to be called, he effected 
a liquidation in about eighteen 
months, which was said to have been 
the most rapid liquidation of the kind 
ever made in New England, the work 
being done throughout to the entire 
satisfaction of the stockholders and 
the depositors. He has been a trus- 
tee of the Union Guaranty Savings 
Bank, of Concord, since 1SS7. 

For the last twenty years, or more, 
Mr. Carroll has been extensively en- 
gaged in lumbering and real estate 
operations, though for a portion of the 



industry upon which all material 
prosperity depends, Mr. Carroll has, 
in recent years, been giving incidental 
attention to a demonstration of the 
proposition that, in rugged New 
Hampshire, farming can be made to 
pa}*, even in a financial sense, while 
at the same time gaining no little 
personal satisfaction from the work 
of cooperating with nature in the 
work of bountiful production. Pur- 
chasing an old, worn-out farm, nearby, 
a few years since, he set out to restore 
the same to a condition of profitable 



Scene in the Famous Carre 



Hay-Field — Mr. Carroll and Commissioner Felker Viewing 
Operations 



time he devoted much attention to 
stock farming, raising some of the 
finest and best blooded cattle in this 
section of the State. Of late, how- 
ever, lumbering has commanded his 
chief attention, his son, Edward 
Leon, being associated with him and 
assuming a large share of the care 
which the extensive business entails. 
They have some 12,000 or 15,000 
acres of timber land in New Hamp- 
shire, operate three mills, and rank 
among the largest and most enter- 
prising lumber producers in the State. 
Always interested in agriculture, 
and recognizing it as the great basic 



fertility, and, with the cooperation 
of his son, has succeeded to such 
extent that, from a field of some 
forty acres, which had first been 
entirely cleared of rocks, and properly 
fertilized and cultivated, he harvested 
this year a crop of timothy and red 
top, averaging about three tons of 
well cured hay to the acre. This 
field excited the wonder and admira- 
tion, not only of the townspeople, 
but of all travelers passing by, and 
attracted the special attention of the 
Commissioner of Agriculture, An- 
drew L. Felker, who pronounced it 
one of the most inspiring sights, 



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from the farmer's standpoint, that 
he had ever witnessed, demonstrating 
as it did the possibilities of New 
Hampshire agriculture, under intelli- 
gent management and improved meth- 
ods. This field of grass, it ma}- be 
noted attracted so much attention 
that it was made the subject of an 
extended illustrated article in the 
Bosto7i Transcript. 

Among other lines of business 
activity in which the firm of E. II. 
Carroll & Son is incidentally engaged, 
may be noted the apple trade, the 
purchase and sale of 400 or 500 car- 



Commandery and Bektash Temple of 
Concord. 

Mr. Carroll was united in mar- 
riage, August 13, 1877, with Susie C, 
daughter of John and Lucinda (Rob- 
ertson) Putney, a native of Lowell, 
Mass., and a granddaughter of that 
Benjamin Evans who was a prominent 
figure in business and public life in 
Warner in the early part of the last 
century, and was the last man from 
that town to hold a seat in the execu- 
tive council of the State, which he did 
in 1836-37. Mrs. Carroll is a lady 
of fine musical tastes and aecomplish- 



Another View of Hay-Field — Kearsarge Mountain in Background 



loads annually, on the average, being 
included in their operations. 

Native of Sutton, Mr. Carroll takes 
no little pride in the fact that he was 
born in a town whose historic record 
has been illumined by the names and 
lives of the Wadleighs, Harveys, Pills- 
burys, Pearsons, Eatons, Littles and^ 
others of like renown. Resident of 
Warner, his ambition has been justly 
to hold rank with the loyal and public 
spirited men who have served and 
honored that good old town. At- 
tached to the Masonic order, he holds . 
membership in Harris Lodge of War- 
ner, Woods Chapter of Henniker, 
Horace Chase Council, Mt. Horeb 



ments and rare charm of manner, 
and has entered heartily and help- 
fully into the social activities of the 
community. 

Two children have been born to 
Mr. and Mrs. Carroll — Edward Leon, 
his father's partner, born December 
11, 18S0, and Alonzo, who died in 
infancy. Edward L. married, June 
5, 1900, Edith, daughter of James F. 
and Harriet (Parker) Emerson. They 
have two children, Edward II. Car- 
roll, ' 2d, born August 8, 1907, and 
James Emerson, April 30, 1913. 

Mr. and Mrs. Carroll, with their 
son and family, occupy the same home 
— a spacious and finely appointed 



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modern residence, delightfully lo- dictate for Councilor, no other candi- 

cated on the main street of Warner date having filed for the position, 

village, and they constitute, together, The district is normally strongly 

a veritable "happy family," the Republican, and his election naturally 

grandchildren being the special dc- regarded as probable. In case he is 

light of Edward H. chosen he will bring to the duties of 

At the recent primary election, Mr. the office a comprehensive knowl- 

Carroll was unanimously chosen by edge of public affairs, and the needs 

the Republican voters of the new of the State, and a disposition to serve 

Fifth Councilor district, as their can- the people faithfully and well. 



A SUMMER QUEST 

By Alida M. C. True 

Have you ever in your wanderings 
Thro' pasture — on summer quest — 

Found the fragrant pink wild roses? 
Just wait 'till I ask the rest! . . 

On the grassy slope of the hillside, 

Just as the morn broke fair, 
Have you sought the glad surprises 

That might be treasured there? 

The fringe of fern by the pine woods, 

The birds just waking to day, 
The hum of insect, the sweet-fern's breath — 

Have these delighted your way? 

The gladdest surprise lay before us! 

That dewy and pink petallecl mass! 
With fragrance — the hillside laden — 

Scenting sweet the tangled grass. 

We read charming stories of gardens, 

Those gardens of long ago, 
Where the dear quaint -hearted spinsters 

Lived lives which delight us so! 

When romance grew 'mong roses, - 

Then lingered thro' faded page, 
In lives, now dim with years we glean 

The charm of that golden age. 

We love those dear old stories — 
And their perfume we gladly greet, 

Even as I welcomed those roses 
With their old-time message sweet. 

These gladsome memories, these olden friends! 

Let us cherish them today 
Like the charm of flowers and songs we love— 

They glorify our way. 



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THE NIGHT WIND 



The night wind has a charm for me 

A fascination eerie 
Wild scudding clouds, abandoned, free, 

Pale moonlight, cold and dreary. 
My restless spirit thus is soothed 

By Nature's force compelling, 
By tyrant elements I'm moved 

To bend submissive, willing; 
To beat my battered wings no more 

'Gainst Fate's decree, contending; 
God speaks to me, my soul is sore, 

But, chastened, I am bending. 



E. P. 



WAR 

By Bela Chapin 



The ground is rough on which w r e tread, 
Thistles and thorns it yields enow r ; 

And man must labor for his bread, 
E'en in the sweating of his brow — 

So h?s it been from age to age, 

And toil and strife his heritage. 

Now war is waged on every side 

In fair Europa's favored clime; 
The gates of Janus, opened wide, 

Are swinging as in hostile time 
When heathenism held its sw r ay, 
And clouds of crime obscured the day. 

We long for tranquil times again, '" 
As when our blessed Christ had birth; 

We pray that righteousness may reign 
In every region upon earth; 

That bloody war and hate no more 

May vex the world from shore to shore. 

When Christ returns then wrong must cease 

Forever on this earthly ball; 
'T will be the blessed age of peace 

When love divine pervadeth all — 
When He descends all will be well — 
When He is come on earth to dwell. 



ADDRESS 

By Fred Myron Colby 

[Read at the dedication of the boulder and tablet to mark the site of the birthplace of the first white child boru 
in Warner, under the auspices of the Mercy Hathaway White Chapter, D. A. R., October 11, 1916.] 



Those persons over whom the 
spirit of the past has power — and 
has it not power over almost every 
mind — are aware of the mysterious 
charms that invest certain familiar 
spots, in city or in country. Who- 
ever has stood before an old-time 
mansion or wandered through its 
silent and deserted rooms, where those 
once famous in state or nation had 
lingered out their mortal life, know 
something what this feeling is. In 
a modified sense the feeling affects 
one in the presence of any relic of the 
past — a monumental shaft to a for- 
gotten worthy, a ruined wall, a de- 
serted highway or a half-obliterated 
cellar. Your imagination is wrought 
upon and you find yourself picturing 
the life of that other time, the inci- 
dents that happened there, and the 
character* that was moulded by these 
surroundings. Ifj you are at all fa- 
miliar with the associations of the place 
still more profoundly are you affected. 
In this old town of Warner, every 
house, every highway, every ruined 
cellar, almost every stone wall and 
old lichened fence has its history, 
more or less familiar. Each object 
has a story to tell, and we pause with 
bowed head and listen to that inspir- 
ing and always interesting voice of 
the past. 

Anything with a hundred years of 
history is old in this country, and 
when we recollect that less than one 
hundred and seventy-five years ago 
the wild Indian was roaming about 
these hills, and fishing along these 
water courses, it is apparent that we 
cannot lay claim justly to any great 
antiquity. But there is old age and 
great age. Kenilworth is not so old 
as Stonehenge, but both are old. So 
when we find ruins we know there 
must be a past, and that this past goes 



back to the old days, not necessarily 
to the Flood. 

We pause this morning, a bright 
October morning full of ozone and 
the scent of fruited orchards, at this 
retired spot among the hills, cele- 
brated in our town history as the 
birthplace of the first white child 
within our township. A few foun- 
dation stones, a little depression 
where the old-time cellar was, a filled 
up' well, the roots of a long-decayed 
apple tree, perhaps set out by the orig- 
inal settler, and which, if standing 
today, would carry with it the breath 
of old colonial days — these are all the 
traces, indistinct at best, but still cer- 
tain and infallible, left to mark the 
early habitation where the first child 
of Warner was born. It is an inter- 
esting site, though seldom visited; a 
place that summons up scenes and in- 
cidents of the ancient days and evokes 
solemn thoughts of the mutations of 
time. 

It is well that this sacred spot 
should be marked with a monument, 
however simple, for it is the scene of 
an interesting event. It is the site of 
the second home and of the first birth 
in our township, and precious mem- 
ories cluster here, as they can cluster 
nowhere else among our high hills 
and green valleys. 

"It is a spot whereon to muse, to 
pray, 
Whose scenes will help us on our 
heavenward way." 

No buildings have stood on this 
spot for more than a hundred and forty 
years, but on this very ground in the 
long ago summer of 1762, Reuben 
Kimball. pitched his pioneer's cabin 
and established his home, and three 
of his children were born here. It 
is a beautiful spot in June. At mid- 



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summer everything is at its best in 
the country. The earth is not only 
in its holiday attire, bift in its newest, 
richest dress of all the year. The 
time of immature brown buds and 
flannel-swathed ferns is over and in all 
her beauty of perfection Nature reigns 
supreme, surprising us in our dull, pro- 
saic lives by her splendid luxuriance. 
A few of the spring dandelions are left 
to look saucily at passersby, but most 
of them have changed form and hue 
and become the children's time-keep- 
ers, though not .always reliable ones." 
Buttercups and daisies belong to the 
flora of June and are in their glory. 

^And the woodbine spices are wafted 
abroad, 
And the musk of the roses' bloom/' 

The pasture. is a portion of the old 
Lot No. 26, as it was first surveyed by 
the proprietors. It was a "gift lot" 
and comprised forty acres. -Its length 
was one hundred and sixty rods and 
its width, forty rods. The whole 
south part of the lot is now a part of 
the old Smith Rand farm, which has 
lapsed to- the Dow family. Kimball 
selected this lot because of its adja- 
cency to the land of his father-in-law, 
Daniel Annis, who lived at the old 
Paine Davis place, and his cabin was 
built on the hill in full view of the 
Annis cabin, a third of a mile below in 
the valley. He and his wife took pos- 
session of their abode in June — June 30, 
1762. It was a rude log cabin, eighteen 
feet square and seven feet stud, with 
a roof thatched of bark, boughs and 
grass, with probably no windows. 
Their barn was still humbler, and 
'their well was only seven feet deep 
but the water was cold and pure. 

The young pioneer and his wife 
had come into the township the first 
of the preceding May and had made 
their home with Mr. Annis while 
getting their own in readiness. In 
these two months the house and 
the barn had been built, the well dug 
and stoned, the sweep put up, and 
six acres planted to corn and potatoes. 
The winter rye had been put into the 



ground the fall before. On that 30th 
day of June this rye was "five feet 
tall, with long heads and beginning 
to turn." 

It is not so hard to picture this early 
home of the pioneers. It looked 
down upon the first highway, then a 
bridle path, that ever passed through 
the town. In plain sight was the 
Amesbury River, flowing through the 
green intervales to meet the Merri- 
mack. Filling the whole northern 
part of the horizon was the bulk of 
Mount Kearsarge, and all around were 
the forests, denser then than they 
are today, with but one or two clear- 
ings in view. But the pioneer had 
no time to feel lonel}' or homesick. 
Each day brought its labor — of the 
harvesting of the crops, the clearing 
of new acres, the doing of the usual 
chores and occasional trips to the grist 
mill on Turkey Brook, where the St-. 
Paul's School now stands. For years 
this was the nearest mill where the 
settlers of Warner could get their 
grists of corn and rye ground into 
the meal that was to make their rye 
and Indian bread. 

We will glance briefly now at the 
young pioneers and at what they ac- 
complished. Reuben Kimball was a 
descendant of Henry Kimball, who 
was born in Ipswich, England, and 
came over in the ship Elizabeth in 
1634, and settled in Watertown, 
Mass. Reuben was the son of Jere- 
miah Kimball who emigrated from 
Bradford, Mass., and settled in the 
town of Hopkinton, on Putney's 
Hill. Jeremiah died in May, 1764, 
at the age of fifty-six years, and was 
buried at the old fort at Hopkinton. 
At the age of twenty-three, Reuben 
Kimball married Hannah, the oldest 
of three daughters of Daniel Annis, 
and the same year, 1761, he and his 
father-in-law came to Warner, se- 
lected their lots and partially cleared 
the land. The following spring they 
returned to this township and made 
a permanent settlement. Mrs. Kim- 
bail was the first white woman that 
ever slept in town. 



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Their first child, Daniel, was born 
in this rude log hut, October 11, 1762. 
A year and a half later another child, 
Jeremiah, was born, and still later, 
the third child. In 1767 Reuben 
Kimball sold his farm to his brother- 
in-law, Aimer Watkins, who had set- 
tled at the south of him on the Smith 
Rand place. The whole lot went with 
that farm until Isaac Dimoncl pur- 
chased it of Samuel Pearson, when the 
north part was sold to go with the 
Whittier place, where Frank Sargent 
now lives. Kimball received for his 
lot with the improvements upon it 
the sum of forty pounds lawful money, 
about S170, but whose purchasing' 
power was three times in 1767 what 
it is today. The log cabin was pulled 
down, the well was filled with stone, 
and gradually the traces of habita- 
tion disappeared from the spot. For 
nearly a century and a half it has re-. 
mained neglected and solitary, cher- 
ishing its sacred memories with the 
pathetic silence of increasing years. 

Reuben Kimball selected for his 
second home a lot of land at the 
opposite end of what is called the 
Joppa neighborhood. It embraced 
sixty acres, land now constituting the 
Foster pasture and a portion of the 
farm formerly owned by the Clark 
brothers. He bought the lot of Seth 
Goodwin whose two brothers were 
settled not far away, Richard on 
Kelley Hill and Ezekiel on Waldron's 
Hill, at the present Henry Johnson 
place. Mr. Goodwin crossed over 
the river and made his second home 
at what is now known as the Moulton 
place, on the Schoodac road. He had 
already built a cabin on the old lot on 
the hillside near the corner where the 
road from the Parade branches and 
one leads to Joppa and the other leads 
on to the* Kimball corner. This 
Goodwin cabin was occupied by Reu- 
ben Kimball and his family for a num- 
ber of years. Later he erected a 
costlier and more commodious dwel- 
ling higher up on the hill on the south 
side of the road. This second struc- 
ture was one of the earliest frame 



houses built in town, and the barn 
which he built the following year was 
the first frame barn. These buildings 
were put up about the year 1775 or 
1776, and they stood intact for nearly 
if not quite eighty years. Some of 
the older people still remember the 
old two-story red house with the big 
barn at the rear, the well with its 
sweep at the left, and beyond, the 
cider mill, with the huge black cherry 
tree shading its roof and the group of 
damson and horse plum trees that in 
some seasons yielded fifteen or twenty 
bushels of fruit. Across the road, 
opposite the house, in what is now 
the Foster pasture, stood another 
building which was used as a granary 
and a hog-house, and over the roof of 
this tossed the branches of a second 
big cherry tree, twin brother, it may 
be, to the one that stood sentinel by 
the old cider mill. Here for well nigh 
on to a century was enacted the life 
of a busy and thrifty household. 

In this red house by the corner the 
remaining of the eight children of 
Reuben and Hannah (Annis) Kimball 
were born and reared. It was rather 
an interesting family. The story of 
the firstborn, Daniel — the little baby 
that was born on the deserted site in 
the Whittier pasture — has been told 
by the historian of the town far more 
eloquently than I can relate it. Suf- 
fice is to say that he left his native 
town in early life. At the age of 
twenty-one, with all his earthly pos- 
sessions in a bundle that he carried on 
a stick over his shoulder, the young 
pioneer started off to seek his fortune. 
He settled on Sawyers Hill in Ca- 
naan, and died there in 1843, at the 
age of almost eighty years. A simple 
slab over his grave tells the brief story 
of his life. He was the father of ten 
children and I understand that one or 
two of his descendants still live in 
that northern town with the Biblical 
name. 

Jeremiah, the second son, remained 
in town through life and followed his 
father in the ownership of the farm 
at the corner. Of the other children 



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we have learned but little. Richard 
Kimball went to Franklin and died 
there when well along in years. 
Abraham, named after his uncle who 
makes quite a figure in the early an- 
nals of Hopkinton, settled in the 
neighborhood. Lydia married Moses 
Chase of Hopkinton, the great-grand- 
father of Fred and Harry Chase of 
that town. Catherine married Silas 
Hardy of Hopkinton, the grandfather 
of Charles H. Hardy of our village. 
Reuben Kimball, Jr., the third child 
and the last one born in the first log 
cabin, married Betty Jewell, accord- 
ing to the town records, Oct. 12, 17SG. 

It is Jeremiah Kimball that we will 
follow for a moment. At the age of 
twenty-four, Jeremiah Kimball mar- 
ried Mary Foote, the daughter of a 
near neighbor, who lived at what we 
know as the Chellis F. Kimball place, 
at the opposite corner, and took her 
home to the parental roof, which thus 
gave accommodations to two house- 
holds. They had children as follows: 
Chellis F., born July, 1794; Hannah, 
August, 1796; Reuben, November, 
1797; Nancy F., March, 1799; and 
Reuben 2d, born April, 1803 (the 
first Reuben was scalded to death 
when he was two years old). The 
four children grew up at the red house 
and are remembered by some of the 
present generation. Hannah married 
Samuel Judkins of Franklin, and de- 
scendants of these are living in that 
prosperous young city. Nancy F. 
married Abbott Hardy of Webster and 
after his death, Zephaniah Batchelder ' 
of Loudon. Reuben 2d married 
Judith Colby, daughter of John 
Colby, a neighbor, and for a time re- 
sided with his parents, making four 
generations of Kimballs that have 
lived at this place. 

Long before this time, the elder 
Reuben, the pioneer, had passed awav. 
He died May 2, 1811, at the age of 
seventy-three years. His body and 
that of his wife, Hannah, now rest in 
the old Parade, near the southeast 
corner of the cemetery, under the 
apple trees that every year scatter 



blossoms over their graves. Two 
marble slabs indicate, or did, the 
place of sepulture. 

Reuben Kimball, Sr., was a tall, 
heavy man and like his brother Abra- 
ham (who gives his name to one of 
C. C. Lord's classics) was exceedingly 
strong and athletic. It is said of him 
that he could easily lift a barrel of 
cider and drink from the bung hole. 
Pie had blue eyes and brown hair be- 
fore it turned white. He never wore 
a beard, nor did many of the early 
pioneers, for shaven faces were the 
fashion until long after the second 
war with England. All of our Revo- 
lutionary heroes are represented with 
smooth faces. 

His sons, Daniel and Jeremiah, 
were both men of middle size, about 
live feet, ten inches in height and 
weighing one hundred and seventy 
pounds, but though less strong, they 
were, perhaps, as vigorous as he. 

Jeremiah Kimball, after an active, 
prosperous life, died, too, March, 
1841, and was carried out of the old 
red house to be laid in the Parade in 
the valley below. His wife, Molly, 
sleeps beside him in the quiet burying 
yard. They had done their life's 
work and in death were not widely 
divided. 

At the time of his father's death, 
Reuben Kimball, 2d, was living with 
his family at the old homestead. He 
was a man of able parts, good educa- 
tion and genial manners, and was 
turning his thoughts to the ministry. 
Although over forty years of age he 
studied a few years at the Gilmanton 
Theological Institution and devoted 
the remainder of his life to preaching 
the gospel. He was settled succes- 
sively over the Congregational church 
at Wilniot and at North Conway. 
He died at the latter place in 1872. 

The old Kimball homestead was 
purchased by Damon Annis, the 
grandfather of Henry Annis, who lived 
there six or seven years, and then 
sold to Jacob Chase, the father of 
John H. Chase. Mr. Chase spent 
several years there and so did his 



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father-in-law, Jason Watkins. These 
were the last occupants of the old 
red house. In 1854 Chase sold the 
propertyto Chellis F. Kimball, who 
had bought the Foote place, at what 
we now know as the Kimball corner 
and went over to live on the Moses 
Sawyer place, by Bear Pond. The 
land became an integral part of the 
farm owned only a few years ago by 
Marshall and Stillman Clark. The 
buildings were taken down and re- 
moved, the old house itself was sold 
to a Mr. Nichols who moved it to 
Contoocook. So the old homestead 
was given up as a place of residence, 
and for sixty years silence has brooded 
over the spot. The old well is still 
there, covered with a flat rock; the 
old foundations of the house and barn 



remain and a portion of the ancient 
orchard is still in bearing condition, 
but the old home is no more. 

We have now briefly told the story 
of the first child of Warner, his par- 
entage and Ins environment. More 
might be said of other branches of 
the Kimball family, especially of 
Chellis F., who gave his name to 
Kimball Corner. At one time there 
was quite a neighborhood of Kim- 
balls in that section which bears the 
designation of the Kimball district, 
but they have passed away and the 
old place knows them no more. The 
only one of the Kimball name now 
living in town is your worthy mem- 
ber, Miss Marion Kimball, who is a 
granddaughter of R,ev. Reuben Kim- 
ball. 



UNDER THE HEDGES 

By L. J. H. Frost 

Under the hedges the wild rose is blooming, 
Wasting its fragrance while no one is near; 

Up in the blue sky the gay lark is singing 

His sweet song of triumph, in notes loud and clear, 

While hope to my heart whispers softly and sweetly, — 
"He ne'er will forget, have thou never a fear." 

Out in the forest the fair golden lilies 

Make tremulous shadows upon the clear stream, 

While down at their feet the cool, verdant mosses 
Entice one to slumber and peacefully dream. 

So down in my heart lie sweet thoughts of life's future, 
Illumined by hope's most flattering gleam. 

Under the hedges the rose leaves are faded, 

Hushed 'neath the sky is the lark's gleeful song; 

Down in the forest the dead leaves lie shrouded 

'Neath the pure robe of white the earth has put on. 

So. clown in my heart hope's sweet buds have withered; 
I will tenderly bury them one by one. 

Soon to the earth will come again springtime, 
Fair roses and lilies will burst into bloom; 

Violets, green mosses, and starry-eyed daisies, 

At the call of the south wind will come from their tomb. 

So, unto my heart there will come a glad springtime, 
When the clear light of heaven shall illumine its gloom. 



LINCOLN AND THE CONVENTION OF i860 



"By Gerry W. Hazelton* 

[Address delivered before t&e Wisconsin Bar Association, July 15, 1915] 



It is needless to suggest in this 
presence that nothing new or fresh 
or original remains to be said of 
Abraham Lincoln. He has been dis- 
cussed and considered and eulogized 
from every conceivable point of view, 
and by every order of intellect from 
the high school graduate to the most 
eminent of our statesmen, our diplo- 
mats, our scholars, our poets, our 
divines, and yet the people never 
tire of hearing about him. Every- 
thing his hand has touched is sacred. 

An old school book, on the fly-leaf 
of which he once wrote his name, a 
sheet of paper on which he once 
figured up an account, autographs 
gathered by relic hunters from old 
legal files, letters bearing his signature, 
are prized by their possessors above 
all price. They will be handed down 
from generation to generation as 
mementos of- Mr. Lincoln. Lapse of 
time seems rather to emphasize than 
dim the lusi.er of his fame. He was 
never dearer in the hearts of the 
people than he is today. I fancy we 
understand and appreciate the far- 
reaching value of his services better 
than they were understood forty or 
fifty years ago. Great men lend 
dignity and character and splendor 
to the age in which they live. They 
elevate the standards of human 
achievement. They excite nobler am- 
bitions. They become object lessons. 
They impart to the world an uplifting 
influence as eternal as the stars. 

Mr. Lincoln was a composite of the 
most pronounced type. And it is 
only by blending Lincoln the man of 
sympathy and sentiment with Lincoln 

* Hon. Gerry W. Hazelton, a distinguished 
lawyer of Milwaukee, Wis., is a native of 
Chester, N. II., where he frequently visits, 
and was a leading speaker at the K 01d Home 
Day" celebration this year. 



the great leader and master of affairs, 
that we gain an adequate conception 
of the secret of his fame. . No one 
can survey the career of this wonder- 
ful man without being impressed with 
the vicissitudes which his career 
discloses. Up to the time he reached 
his majority, his life was a strenuous 
struggle for bread. He had no op- 
portunity to know 7 anything of the 
world outside the Indiana clearing. 
He was denied the privilege and ad- 
vantage of association with men of 
education and culture. His school 
privileges were negligible. The books 
he read were few and far between. 
He never saw a printing press until 
after he was old enough to vote, and 
yet this is the man who later on in 
life won a place in the ranks of the 
immortals. 

At the age of twenty-one there was 
nothing to distinguish him from the 
farm laborer except," perhaps, his 
unvarying good nature. His step- 
mother, a noble woman, said of him, 
u He was the best boy I ever saw 7 or 
ever expect to see. He never gave me 
an unkind word or look. " 

At the age of fifty-one he found 
himself at the head of one of the 
grandest governments on earth, and 
as he looked out into the future he was 
confronted with difficulties and dan- 
gers and perplexities that might well 
have appalled the stoutest heart; 
and yet it was in this position that 
by his wisdom, his sagacity, his 
patience and his devotion, he was 
able to guide the ship of state through 
storm and stress into the welcome 
harbor of peace and victory. This 
was his great work. And it was 
accomplished when he w 7 as called 
away. His great war secretary, Mr. 
Stanton, standing over his remains, as 
his tired spirit took its flight, ex- 



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claimed, "Now he belongs to the 
ages." It was the remark of a pro- 
found admirer, but it was true. 

I have said that Mr. Lincoln never 
saw a printing press until after he 
was old enough to vote. This was 
when the family was migrating from 
Gcntryville to the Sangamon Valley 
in the spring of 1830. Lincoln had 
passed his twenty-first birthday just 
a few weeks before. It gives us a 
vivid impression of the straightened 
circumstances of the family to recall 
that all the property they had worth 
carrying away was stored in an 
ordinary farm wagon. All their farm- 
ing implements, all their kitchen 
utensils, all their beds and bedding, 
everything they possessed, was stored 
away in that farm wagon. When the 
family reached the little village of 
Vincennes, while the mid-day rest 
was being taken under the native 
trees, and the oxen were turned out to 
graze, the young man sought out the 
printing office where the village news- 
paper was issued every Saturday 
morning, and there, in his patched 
and faded homespun, holding his 
ragged hat in his hand, he feasted 
his eyes on that primitive printing 
press standing there before him, little 
dreaming that later on in the century 
a momentous chapter was to be writ- 
ten on the pages of world's history 
which should lift a race out of bondage, 
and light his name in fadeless glory 
down the ages. 

You will pardon me if I direct your 
attention for a few moments to the 
Convention which nominated Mr. 
Lincoln for President, and I may be 
pardoned for reminding you that 
this is the only opportunity you 
will ever have of hearing about that 
Convention from the lips of a living 
witness. It was a remarkable Con- 
vention in many ways. It was re- 
markable because of the vast number 
of citizens it called to the city of Chi- 
cago. The local newspapers claimed 
that a hundred thousand strangers 
were in the city of Chicago during the 
week of the Convention. Thousands 



of them felt obliged to leave the city 
on the evening trains to nearby towns 
and cities where they could be enter- 
tained. But the people of Chicago 
were exceedingly hospitable. They 
threwopen their doors and ample ac- 
commodations were provided for every 
one. It was a remarkable gathering 
for another reason. It brought to- 
gether citizens from all parts of Illinois 
who came up to Chicago to promote 
the interests of Abraham Lincoln. 
They did not come as politicians. 
They did not come as partisans. 



Ahi-iS***^ -:•:■. 



Hon. Gerry W. Hazelton 

They came out of pure friendship for 
Mr. Lincoln. They knew him; they 
knew him personally. They had met 
him at the various courts in the state. 
They had heard him on the platform, 
and they entertained for him a feeling 
of sincere and earnest friendship ir- 
respective of partisan affiliation which 
prompted them to visit Chicago to 
exert their influence in his behalf, 
and I haven't the slightest doubt that 
their presence was a powerful factor 
in securing that result. Now, to il- 
lustrate what I mean. In June, 1870, 
I visted a wealthy and influential 



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farmer in Edgar County in the central 
part of Illnois. He married a relative 
of mine, and I went down there to 
make them a visit. He told me about 
meeting Mr. Lincoln on many oc- 
casions and he said that whenever the 
courts sat in Paris, in that county, 
and Mr. Lincoln was there trying 
cases, or to try cases, that the jury- 
men and witnesses and citizens came 
into the hotel in the evening to hear 
Mr. Lincoln talk. Sometimes, he 
would talk about his early experi- 
ences in Indiana and the hardships 
to which the family were subjected. 
Sometimes he would talk about the 
distinguished lawyers whom he had 
met. Sometimes he would talk about 
the interesting cases he had been en- 
gaged in trying. Sometimes he would 
talk about farming, sometimes about 
stock raising, and his converstion 
would be enlivened with pleasant 
stories, and he said it was a charm 
and delight to sit there and hear 
him in those familiar conversations, 
and, he added, "I told my wife when 
I came home from one of these oc- 
casions that I had never voted any- 
thing but a Democratic ticket in my 
life, ' but if Abe Lincoln was ever 
nominated for President I should vote 
for him, and I did." And this illus- 
trates the sentiment which prompted 
citizens from all parts of that state to 
come to Chicago to see what they might 
do to help the cause of Mr. Lincoln. 

It was remarkable also for the pa- 
triotic spirit which prevailed through- 
out the entire city, on the streets, and 
in the hotels and in the Convention. 
There was a very strong under-current 
of feeling that the Republic was in 
peril; that the government was con- 
fronting great danger, and that im- 
pression emphasized the patriotic 
sentiment of those who were gathered 
in Chicago. I recall that the Montana 
delegates brought with them a most 
delightful singer, one of the sweetest 
voices I ever heard, and he came up to 
Chicago to sing the old national songs. 
It will be remembered that the songs of 
the Civil War were at that time an un- 



known quantity. He sang "The Star 
Spangled Banner, long may it wave"; 
"My Country, Tis of Thee, Sweet 
Land of Liberty" ; "Columbia, the Gem 
of the Ocean,*" and "The Sword of 
Bunker Hill,' ? and the listeners cheered 
and swung their hats as they listened 
to this music. 

The Convention was held in what 
was known as the Wigwam. This 
was a rude structure made of un- 
dressed lumber, and intended only 
for the purpose of that occasion. It 
was large enough to accommodate 
the delegates, the alternates, the 
representatives of the press, the 
national committee and a large num- 
ber of invited guests on what might lit- 
erally have been called the "ground 
floor, " but for the ample supply of saw- 
dust which concealed it. A gallery was 
thrown around three sides of this struc- 
ture, with, perhaps, a capacity to ac- 
commodate five or six thousand people, 
more or less. The seats occupied by 
delegates were strong wooden boards 
supported by heavy chairs. The plat- 
form occupied by the president of the 
Convention and the secretary was on 
the north side of the Wigwam. Such 
was the enclosure in which a chapter 
was to be written not less important to 
the cause of civilization than the chap- 
ter written at Runnymede more than 
six centuries earlier, or the chapter 
written by our forefathers in Indepen- 
dence Hall in 1776. 

The Convention was called to 
order by E. D. Morgan, afterwards 
governor of New York, chairman of 
the National Committee at 12 o'clock 
on the 16th of May, 1860. _ After an 
interesting speech the chairman in- 
troduced David Wilmot of Pennsyl- 
vania, the well-known author of the 
Wilmot Proviso, as temporary chair- 
man of the Convention. Mr. Wilmot 
delivered a very eloquent and forcible 
speech on taking the chair and an- 
nounced the committees, using, of 
course, the list of names that had 
been prepared for him by the com- 
mittee and passed up to him. This 
included the committee on resolutions, 



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committee on permanent organiza- 
tion, committee on credentials and 
committee on rules. This being ac- 
complished the secretary read off the 
names. The Convention then ad- 
journed until the following day; at 
12 o'clock on the following day, which 
was Wednesday, the committee on 
organization reported a list of officers, 
naming George Ashman of Massachu- 
setts as president of the Convention, 
with a list of vice-presidents and 
secretaries. The president, Mr. Ash- 
man, assumed his position and de- 
livered a very delightful address, full 
of patriotic ardor, and called for the 
report of the committee on rules, 
which was made and adopted. The- 
committee on credentials' report was 
made and adopted. He then called 
for the report of the committee on 
resolutions; in other words the com- 
mittee on the platform to be adopted 
by the Convention. A very interest- 
ing incident occurred in connection 
with the presentation of this report. 
Ordinarily the report of the committee 
on 'resolutions is adopted without 
debate, almost as a matter of course. 
but in this instance it happened other- 
wise. After the platform had been 
read, and when the question came 
up on its adoption, Mr. Giddings of 
Ohio moved an amendment to the 
first resolution embracing a familiar 
clause from the Declaration of Inde- 
pendence, ." We hold these truths to 
be self-evident that all men are created 
equal, endowed with certain inalien- 
able rights, among which are life, 
liberty and the pursuit of happiness." 
The amendment was opposed by the 
chairman of the committee on resolu- 
tions as not being a necessary part of a 
political platform, adding that we all 
believe in the Ten Commandments, 
but do not deem it necessary to say 
so in our political platforms. Xo one 
appearing to defend the amendment 
it was rejected, whereupon Mr. Gid- 
dings took his hat and proceeded to 
leave the Convention. Before he 
reached the exit some one shouted, 
"Mr. President," and all eyes were 



turned in the direction of the speaker, 
and when it was seen that the voice 
was that of George William Curtis of 
New York cries came from all quar- 
ters, "Take the platform, take the 
platform." "No," said Mr. Curtis, 
" I can be heard from here. " He then 
moved that the same amendment be 
incorporated in the second resolution, 
a question of order was raised by the 
chairman of the committee, which was 
'over-ruled by President Ashman on 
the ground that the Convention had 
not parted with the right to amend the 
second resolution by declining to 
amend the first. This gave Mr. Curtis 
an opportunity to say what was in his 
mind in regard to preserving a record 
on the part of the Convention to 
which they might refer without humil- 
iation. "Gentlemen of the Conven- 
tion," he said, "I beg you to consider 
well, consider well whether you are 
prepared to go before the people in 
the campaign which is just before us 
in defense of the charge that here in 
this Convention, here where the free 
winds of heaven sweep over your 
teeming prairies, here in the city of 
Chicago, in the summer of I860, you 
winced and quailed and refused to 
give your sanction to the words of the 
immortal declaration proclaimed to 
the world by our forefathers in 1776. " 
The clear ringing voice reached every 
ear in the Convention. The effect 
was irresistible — like the sweep of a 
tempest. The motion was put to 
the Convention and carried with a 
thunderous "aye," and before the 
applause had subsided Mr. Giddings 
returned to his seat with a show of 
satisfaction he took no pains to con- 
ceal. I have heard many eloquent 
speeches in my time — speeches of great 
power — but I do not recollect one 
more effective than that brief appeal 
of George William Curtis in that 
-Convention on that afternoon. The 
platform with this amendment being 
adopted, the Convention adjourned 
until the following day. Long before 
12 o'clock on Thursday the Wigwam 
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At 12 o'clock the Convention was 
called to order. The informal ballot 
was had, which was watched with 
most intense interest. Then came 
the first formal ballot. On that 
ballot Mr. Seward received 1S4§ votes. 
Mr. Chase received 42 ~|; Mr. Bates 
received 35; 22 weie scattering. Lin- 
coln received 1S1, and his friends were 
jubilant. They knew what it signified. 
It should be borne in mind that 
outside the Convention was a great 
body of people, estimated at fifty 
or seventy-five thousand, just as 
anxious to know what was going on as 
those inside, and the committee on 
arrangements had provided for just 
this emergency. The} r had erected 
a small platform at the base of the 
roof of the Wigwam and had engaged 
a well-known auctioneer of Chicago to 
occupy this platform and herald to the 
crowd what was transpiring inside 
the Wigwam. After the first formal 
ballot the result was handed up to 
him and he proclaimed it to the crowd 
outside, and 'the report was received 
with loud cheers. Then, during the 
interim, while the second ballot was 
being taken, the auctioneer desiring 
to entertain the crowd drew from his 
pocket a piece of paper. " Gentle- 
men, " he said, ''give me your atten- 
tion. I have rceived an interesting 
report from the Chamber of Com- 
merce. You will all be glad to know its 
contents, " and then he pretended to 
read, "dent corn, 62; flint corn, 66; 
pop corn, 71; sweet corn, 78, Lincoln, 
181, and going^up," and the crowd 
cheered again. It became eivdent, as 
the second formal ballot was being 
taken, that Lincoln was to take the 
honors of the Convention. When the 
result was announced it appeared that 
Lincoln had received 23 1| votes; 
Seward 180, 4J votes less than on the 
first ballot, and when Judge Carter 
of Ohio transferred 4 votes from Chase 
to Lincoln the requisite majority 
was assured and Lincoln was the 
nominee of the Convention. Interest 
now centered in the New York 
delegation. What would they do? 



They had come to Chicago with the 
absolute conviction that their candi- 
date would receive the nomination. 
They had seen his flag go down in 
hopeless defeat and their hearts were 
sore. I saw people in the galleries 
wipe their eyes as if they were at a 
funeral. A hurried consultation was 
had among the delegates from New 
York, and when Mr. Evarts arose and 
moved that the nomination of Mr. 
Lincoln be made unanimous, the 
scene which followed beggared de- 
scription. The delegates and alter- 
nates sprang to their feet, cheered and 
flung their hats in the air, and hugged 
each other in a wild transport of 
enthusiasm; outside was heard the 
•'boom, boom" of the artillery, and 
the noise and tumult of the people was 
like the roar of Niagara. I have 
seen a great many enthusiastic gather- 
ings in my life. I have never wit- 
nessed anything comparable to this. 
It lingers in my memory as of some- 
thing which occurred but a few 
months ago. 

The nomination of Hamlin for 
vice-president quickly followed, and 
the proceedings of the Convention 
passed into history. It is true Mr. 
Lincoln had received the unanimous 
nomination of the Convention, but it 
is also true that Mr. Seward's friends 
and others labored under the impres- 
sion that a serious mistake had been 
made in turning down Mr. Seward 
and nominating Mr. Lincoln. Mr. 
Seward had been in public life for 
years. He was the leader of his 
party in the Senate. His views were 
in accord with those of his party. 
He was recognized as a great and 
leading statesman, and it seemed to 
his friends that it was a very grave 
and serious mistake to turn him 
down and nominate a man who could 
hardly be said to have any standing 
in national politics. This feeling 
was held in abeyance during the 
campaign, but after the election it 
manifested itself in New York, Wash- 
ington and elsewhere in ways that 
could not be misunderstood. Mr. 



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Thuriow Weed, one of our great jour- 
nalists and one of the most sagacious 
politicians of his generation, had seen 
Mr. Lincoln during the Campaign 
and had visited Springfield at the 
request of Mr. Lincoln after election 
to offer his counsel in constituting 
the now cabinet. Mr. Lincoln had 
entertained the sagacious visitor with 
pleasant and amusing stories, and 
it was disclosed while Mr. Weed was 
in Springfield that the President-elect 
had determined to appoint Montgom- 
eiy Blair and Gideon Wells as two of 
the members of his cabinet. Mr. 
Weed was greatly disappointed. He 
knew both of these men; he knew 
they did not possess the qualifica- 
tions which he believed the President 
should have recognized. Mr. Blair 
fell out early in his career as cabinet 
minister. Mr. Wells was suffered 
to remain as a sort of harmless 
functionary. Mr. Weed went home 
feeling that Mr. Lincoln did not 
appreciate the gravity of the situa- 
tion. The simple truth is he did not 
know .Mr. Lincoln, and I might add 
that no one knew him. I doubt if 
Mr. Lincoln knew himself. But the 
glory of it all is that the power was 
there, waiting to develop when the 
occasion called. 

Mr. Weed wrote a very strong arti- 
cle in his paper, the Albany Evening 
Journal, two or three weeks after the 
election, in which he made an appeal 
to the Northern leaders in Washington 
to renew their efforts to bring about a 
compromise with the leaders of the 
secession party and to leave no stone 
unturned to accomplish that result. 
Of course, he could not explain his 
motive and it was not understood, 
but the article itself was very severely 
criticised. The secret was revealed, 
however, when, four weeks after the 
inauguration, Mr. Seward made the 
astounding proposition to the Presi- 
dent to relieve him of the duties of the 
office and assume them himself. Of 
course, such an extraordinary proposi- 
tion as that could not have been made 
except after consultation with party 



leaders. It could not have been made 
except upon the theory that the pres- 
ervation of the Republic was involved 
in it. On no other basis could it be 
explained. Mr. Seward must have 
realized his mistake when he read the 
President's dignified and brief reply. 
u The people," he said, "have called 
me to this office. I cannot transfer 
its duties and responsibilities to 
another if I would. 1 shall always be 
glad to consult with my advisers, but 
I cannot surrender the trust the 
people have reposed in me. " Hap- 
pily that decisive note settled it. It 
must have been a painful and humili- 
ating experience for Mr. Lincoln to 
receive such a communication at the 
very outset of his career in the White 
House, and yet he made no complaint. 
He never even published the fact; It 
came out long after. A weaker man 
might have made this the occasion 
for a sensation. Mr. Lincoln was too 
wise for that. But the time was sure 
to come when Mr. Lincoln would be 
estimated at his worth. That time 
did come. The exigencies of the 
momentous crisis revealed his strength 
of character and the full measure of 
his resources and those who had 
doubted and distrusted, came to 
honor him for his statesmanship and 
to love him for himself. He disclosed 
a grasp of the situation which books 
could not supply nor diplomas assure. 
He was obliged on more than one oc- 
casion to overrule his great secretaries 
in the exercise of his own better and 
safer judgment. Not book- wise, he 
was wiser than books. Greatness 
was not thrust upon him, he achieved 
it. And when the end came and the 
white-winged messengers of peace 
were fluttering in the air, and Old 
Glory was streaming once again 
proudly from every battlement of the 
Republic, respected and honored by 
the nations of the earth as it had 
never been before, the world knew 
that his had been the guiding spirit 
of the crisis and that the rescue of the 
Republic from deadly peril was due 
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In the last campaign a friend of 
mine being in Auburn called upon 
Mr. Seward's son, who is a banker in 
that city, far along in life. In the 
course of the interview the conversa- 
tion turned upon the Chicago Conven- 
tion, upon Secretary Seward and Mr. 
Lincoln, and the eon said, in substance 
"Mr. Seward's friends, after the 
Chicago Convention, were greatly 
exercised over the result; they felt 
that a fatal mistake had been made 
in the nomination of Mr. Lincoln and 
in the refusal to nominate his father, 
but,'' he continued, "so far as I know 
there is no one, certainly none of my 
father's friends, who does not believe 
as I do that Mr. Lincoln was the only 
man in the world who could have 
carried the country through that 
crisis successfully. I believe my 
father could not have done it.'' But 
I must not detain you. 

Great men like others pass from the 
ranks of the living when their task 
is done, and we speak of them as dead, 
but this is only a form of speech. In 
the higher and better sense they are 
not dead. They live on in their ex- 
ample and their influence. They 
live on in the splendor of their achieve- 
ments. They live on in song and story 



and on the pages of history. They 
live on in the traditions which are 
handed down from generation to 
generation, and from age to age. 
How often we have seen at the close 
of a summer's day the whole western 
heavens aflame with the radiant 
glory of the departing sun, so a great, 
grand life overflows the boundaries of 
physical existence and remains to 
illuminate and radiate the pathway 
of mankind. No man, not even the 
humblest, liveth wholly to himself. 
Out of the events which crowd our 
pathway as we sweep onward a 
master hand, tireless as destiny, is 
ever weaving the magic web of 
history, and it is our joy to feel that 
the commanding power and the tran- 
scendent sweetness of this devoted 
life shall lend a richer luster to the 
fabric and when generations yet 
unborn shall be looking back through 
the mists of time to the great historic 
struggle for the preservation of the 
grandest government on earth, fathers 
will still be telling their sons the 
matchless story of Abraham Lincoln. 
The leaves fall and wither and the 
flowers perish in the north wind's 
breath, but the stars shine on forever 
and forever. 



GOD RILES 

By Amy J. Dolloff 

God lives and reigns with .power unchanged, 
Though evil seems to hold full sway; 

Though justice seems a thing unknown 
And force of might the only way. 

God reigns. His care encircles all — 

The weak, the false, the strong, the true. 

Eternal Wisdom plans our days; 
Faith will our waning faith renew. 

Calm and serene as summer sky, 
When not a cloud sails o'er its blue, 

Our souls may rest, secure in Him, — 
Help of the helpless, tried and true. 

Our God is with us. We shall have 

His Presence through the darkest night. 

So shall we bravely face the gloom 
That leads to regions of delight. 



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MARTHA'S SECOND BRIDAL 

By Anabel C. Andrews 



It has been such a weary day — 
everything has gone wrong in the old 
farm-house ever since four in the 
morning, when she crept, unrefreshed, 
from her bed; and the pain has been 
worse than usual all day. 

How beautiful the rosy mist had 
looked, curling over the river; and 
how passing fair the whole wide earth, 
bathed in the early morning mist and 
the sun's first rays! But, with hungry 
chickens, pigs, and calves to be fed, 
breakfast to prepare, and all her other 
work to be done, there had been no 
time for her to enjoy the beauty 
spread so lavishly before her, save by 
stray glimpses, caught in passing open 
doors or windows. 

It IB the middle of the afternoon, 
and at last she has finished all her 
duties downstairs. She closes the 
blinds, and, pushing the chairs into 
place around the table, takes one last 
look to see if all is right, then goes 
slowly upstairs — how long and how 
steep the old stairs seem today — how 
they make the pain come. 

The July sun has crept away from 
the chamber she enters first; throw- 
ing open the blinds she pauses a mo- 
ment to look at the lilacs growing be- 
neath the window, and away to the 
cool green woods beyond the hay- 
field. 

It was to this room she had come a 
laughing, rosy-cheeked bride! Drop- 
ping, with a weary sigh, on a low seat 
by the window, the years roll back- 
ward. Plow well she remembers it all; 
how many times she has wondered 
why people are ever glad to remember. 
She has never been. Her past, since 
her marriage, has held so little of 
brightness that it only shows more 
plainly the dark unbroken level of her 
life. Why does her bridal come back 
to her so vividly today? It was on a 
July afternoon like this — every sound 
of summer seems the same. Patiently 



and uncomplainingly she has done all 
that could be done for her husband's 
parents — receiving only fault-finding, 
harsh words in return. The days have 
not been long enough for the work she 
must do in them, unless she has 
worked with all her might; all pleas- 
ure has been considered time wasted; 
the almanac and weekly paper all the 
reading matter a farmer's wife ought 
to want. 

Hard work and care have drawn 
Heavy lines on the brow that was so 
fair and smooth on her bridal clay; 
bitter tears, shed alone, have dimmed 
the eyes and washed away the roses 
from her cheeks; the hands, which 
were so small and white, are hard and 
stiff now; instead of dimples at the 
joints there are knots and the cords 
stand out; she looks at her wedding 
ring curiously; it is worn to a thin, 
fragile band — how little it would need 
to break it. A little smile curves her 
lips as she thinks of the waning of the 
love of which the ring is a token, won- 
dering dully if it would bear as much 
strain as the ring. Her glance wan- 
ders about the room — everything in 
it is hard and ugly, like her life. She 
had worn herself out trying to change 
this when she was younger; it had 
been beyond her power. She won- 
ders if another could have done better 
in her place, and if the fault is in her- 
self. It has all been so different from 
the life she had planned and hoped 
for. She had been so full of ambition 
on that afternoon of which she is 
thinking; life and its possibilities 
meant so much to her then. But life 
has been a problem which she has 
despaired of solving, and love has 
failed her. 

She thinks, with a choking sob, of 
how long the time has been since she 
has felt her husband's kiss upon her 
lips; she had ventured to kiss him 
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stirred and scowled: she remembers 
how she crept away' and cried her 
heart out on the old couch in the 
kitchen, while he slept soundly ah! the 
- night through, never once missing her. 
The years have added to his wealth, 
but have given to her only added 
cares; while each year the strength 
to bear them has grown less. 

She has long ago ceased to plan, or 
hope; and blindly lives each day, 
working with a dogged persistency, 
which leaves no task unfinished when 
her weary head rests upon its pillow. 
She never thinks of her future — even 
death has no terror: the thought is 
restful, life has been so hard. A 
strange fancy sways her this afternoon. 
Going hastily to a drawer she takes 
from its paper wrappings all her 
bridal array, and lays it on the bed. 
With feverish ha'ste she takes down 
her hair, shaking it loose into curling 
tresses f and slips into the dress, which 
hangs looseh' upon her wasted figure: 
The slippers are too small, so are the 
gloves, and she smiles mournfully as 
she lays them back on the bed. The 
veil she fastens with a cluster of pan- 
sies, whispering sadly: "Heartsease/' 
as she pins them into place, then 
gazes long at the reflection which 
looks back at her from the small 
mirror. Can this be the same face 
that looked back at her on her bridal 
day? The years are not so many that 
these changes should be their work. 
The blue eyes are dimmed by tears — 
they were so bright then; the mouth 
has a wistful despairing droop, in 
place of smiles and dimples — every 
feature is changed. 

Tired out, she sinks down on the 
seat by the window, and rests her 
head wearily on the sill, where the 
breeze blowing over the crimson 
clover gently fans her heavy eyes; the 
lids droop softly, and though a golden 
robin swings on the lowest branch of 
the elm which shades the house and 
sings his sweetest, song, they do not 
lift again: and she has always loved 



the golden robins so that their faintest 
song would wake her. The shadows 
creep over the grass and gently touch 
the balsams, closing their eyes for the 
day; but the sleeper does not wake. 
The old clock at the head of the 
stairs strikes slowly five times; it is 
time to begin preparations for supper, 
which must never be over a few 
minutes late; but the sleeper does not 
wake — how can she linger so, when 
she knows so well the harsh reproof 
she will hear. 

-The voices of the hay-makers come 
faintly on the clover-scented air: they 
are coming nearer home. A honey 
bee drones sleepily by her ear; her 
kitten purrs and rubs its side against 
her unresponsive hand. Her chickens 
-are calling her; the cows are waiting 
in the - lane — Bessie lows for her 
bossy in the barn, hooking impa- 
tiently at the gate. 

How very still the room is! The 
six strokes of the old clock jar the 
silence like some solemn-toned bell; 
but the heavy slumber is still un- 
broken. 

The veil has fallen aside, revealing 
the faded, patient face; it wears now 
a look of perfect peace as she looks 
upon the face of her second bride- 
groom and goes forth with him to the 
new Life. 

"She died as many travelers have 

died ; 
Striving, in spite of failing pulse and 

limb, 
Which faltered and grew feeble at 

each step, 
To toil up the icy steep; and bear, 
Patient and faithful to the last, the 

load 
Which in the sunny morn seemed 

light. 

"They wrote above her grave some 

common record • which they 
thought was true; 
But I who loved her first, ancl last, 
and best, I knew!" 



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MY RECEPTION DOWN SOUTH 

By George E. Foster 



I was founder and for thirteen years 
proprietor of a country newspaper 
in a thriving Xew Hampshire village. 
It is said that thirteen is an unlucky 
number, but I consider the sale of the 
paper of which I had been editor and 
proprietor for thirteen years was one 
of my lucky deals. I moved to New 
York slate and before my goods ar- 
rived in the city that 1 had selected 
for my new home, I had secured a 
position on a paper published in the 
place. The next year, I took a more 
responsible position on a rival paper, 
on which for some time there was 
little care or work. There were besides 
myself two others on the editorial 
force. Not long after, one of the 
editors died, and while I still retained 
my position I was asked to do in ad- 
dition some of the editorial work of 
the deceased member of the firm. 
Within -a year, the other editor was 
taken ill f naturally his work fell on 
my shoulders and I was doing the 
work that had been divided between 
three. I was young then, and am- 
bitious. .1 cheerfully performed the 
work, thinking the other surviving 
editor would eventually recover, but 
he did not. One day he died and the 
editorial work and a large part of the 
business management was on my 
hands, and as the stockholders made 
no effort to change the condition of 
affairs, I both edited and man- 
aged the business as best I could. 
Eventually I felt the disastrous in- 
fluence of the ''thirteen of super- 
stition. " One morning I was pros- 
trated at my desk. I was taken 
home and a physician was called. 
He felt my pulse; he examined my 
tongue; he shook his head sagely, and 
said profoundly, "Overwork." La- 
ter he again shook his head in his 
peculiar professional way and finally 
said: " Young man, you have just 
got for the present to stop writing 



ponderous leaders: you positively 
must have a radical change of scene. 
As editor, you have written consid- 
erable suggesting how the far off 
South should manage its affairs. 
Being Southern-born myself and 
having been raised there, I have rea- 
son to think that you have more mis- 
taken ideas in your head concerning 
the South than you have serious 
germs of disease in your system. I 
well understand your ambition to do, 
and I am realizing the difficulty I am 
going to have to keep you in shape 
if you are where you can have access 
to your office desk. Now as I just 
said, you need change and rest more 
than you need my medicine. I sup- 
pose if that illustrious predecessor of 
your cult, Horace Greeley, were alive, 
he w r ould say, "Go West, young man, 
go West," but my prescription will 
be that you go South and there live 
a simple life; invigorating there both 
your body and mind, and, as you be- 
come able, study the real life of the 
Southern people, that you may in 
some future time be better able than 
heretofore to write understandingly 
of the need of a people which up to 
date you have never met. Mean- 
while, remember that the Southern 
people believe firmly in the doctrine 
of non-interference of Northern people 
in their political and business affairs."' 

I heeded my physician's advice 
and as soon as I was able went South. 
There I have found health and re- 
sultant happiness, leading the simple 
life that my physician had prescribed. 
I found, not only genuine health glow 
for my cheeks, but the real "Local 
color' 7 for my pen, as I studied not 
the cult alone but ail phases of every- 
day life among the common people 
irrespective of the color of their skin. 

Having rented a house, I ordered 
my household goods freighted from 
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goods arrived at the. depot, and a 
truckman was engaged. He, being 
a white man, simply "bossed" the 
job; lie had two drays and had several 
negroes to do the work. When the 
first load arrived at my door I was 
ready to look after the unloading. 
The driver was a young negro. On 
the top of the load was a large box in 
which I had packed my study clock. 

''Captain/' said the negro, "would 
you mind liftin' down dat box?" 

"That is what you are paid for," 
I said somewhat gruffly, u do it 
yourself. " 

"Ino mind liftin' off der rest of yer 
stuff, but I no like to lift off dat 
'tickler box," he said, and he left the 
dray and pretended to be adjusting 
the harness on one of the mules. 

" What is the matter with your un- 
loading that box?" I asked in a little 
crosser J;one than before. 

"There's a haunt in it," he replied. 
He made no further explanation and 
no amount of urging would induce 
him to take down the box. 

To get the rest of the load lifted, 
I took down the box, while the colored 
boy watched the proceeding with 
scared eyes and worried face. I 
carried the box into the house and 
the boy quickly unloaded the rest. 
Later I was told by the truckman that 
the clock had struck in the box as they 
placed it on the load, and hence came 
the idea of a haunt. This was the 
beginning of a long experience on my 
part with Southern superstitions, and 
as a beginning of the peculiar weather 
prognostications down South, the 
colored boy, as he left for another 
load, said, "It will rain tomorrow." 

"How so?" I asked. 

"Yesterday," he said, "was a fair 
Friday — a fair Friday means a rainy 
Sunday, beside there was a circle 
around the moon last night; it will 
rain for-sure tomorrer." 

"Did you hear that colored boy 
prophesy a storm?" I asked my wife 
as we waited for the arrival of another 
dray. "Who told him that? Do 
you see that sheep and dog over there 



in that vacant lot? Since I have 
been waiting here under the rose-tree 
watching that sheep and dog the 
words of Schiller's drama, William 
Tell, have come to me. 

" ' 'TwiH rain ere long; iny sheep brou.se 

eagerly. 
And Watcher there is scraping the earth: — 
The fish are leaping, and the water-hen 
Dives up and down. A storm is coming 

on.'" 

"But where do you see fish leaping," 
queried my wife. 

"'Right over there in the river cove." 
I replied. "There are also large birds 
diving yonder; yes, I believe that 
black boy is right; it will rain to- 
morrow." 

During the unloading of other 
drays a goodly number of colored 
men, who seemingly had nothing else 
to do, gathered on the sidewalk appar- 
ently making an inventory of my be- 
longings. The boxes of books caused 
expressions of surprise. 

"He's a doctor," says one. 

"No, he haint. Just as if a doctor 
would need all dose books to cut out 
yer 'pendix, Jim. I tell yer he's a 
parson." 

"Naugh, he's no minister; he don't 
look it. 'Sides ministers don't have 
money 'nough to buy such books. 
Den dey do not need them, ministers 
don't. God puts der words right 
into der moufs." 

"Den he's a laAvyer, " said one who 
had not previously spoken. 

"Dat's it! dat's it!" exclaimed 
several at once. "See how rascally 
he looks. Dem lawyers jus' have to 
have books. They doan know not'n' 
without 'em. They always bring 
books into court and reads the opin- 
ions of somebody else. Yes, dat 
man dar, is sure one of dem scallawag 
lawyers." 

Such was fame down South. I was 
called Captain, Doctor, Parson and 
Scallawag Lawyer in a single day, and 
more than this, the next day I was 
passing slowly down the main street 
of the town and met three men. I 
have since discovered that they con- 



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sidered themselves as leading citizens 
of the place. 

"Who is that?'' said one, as they 
passed me. 

"He's evidently a stranger," re- 
marked the second, 

"Probably another of those d 

yankee squatters," said the third. 

I was glad when moving day was 
over. I took the only chair left out- 
side and sat down beneath a rose-tree 
of surpassing beauty. The tree was 
one mass of bloom. Up North I had 
never seen one so beautiful. To- 
ward the West was a scene of gran- 
deur; the golden sun was painting the 
cloudlets with crimson and gold, and 
there was a charming background of 
blue. There's nothing more beautiful 
than a Virginia sunset. As I sat there 
two negro women passed along the 
street; with wondrous melody they 
were singing low, a mournful song: 

"O, sometimes I feel like a motherless child! 
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child! 

O my Lord ! 
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child! 
Den I git down on my knees and pray, pray! 
Git down on my knees and pray! 
O, I wonder where my mother's done gone, 
Wonder where my mother's done, gone, 
I wonder where my mother's done -gone. 
Den I git down on my knees and pray, pray! 
Git down on my knees and pray! 



"O, sometimes I feel like I'd never been 
horned, 
Sometimes I feel like I'd never been borned, 

O my Lord! 
Sometimes I feel like I'd never been burned, 
Den I git down on my knees and pray, pray! 
Git down on my knees -and pray! 
O, I wonder where my baby's done gone, 
Wonder where my baby's done gone, 
Wonder where my baby's done gone. 
Den I git down on my knees and pray, pray! 
Git down on my knees and pray! 

"O, sometimes I feel like I'm a long ways 
from home, etc. 
I wonder where my sister's done gone, etc. 

''Sometimes I feel like a home-e-less child, etc. 
I wonder where de preacher's done gone, 
etc." 

The negro melody to me was novel 
and weird. I was glad of the song; 
I was charmed with the sunset; grand 
was the landscape — 

"Far off trees in evening mist, 
Golden skies by sunbeams kiss't ... 

I was glad of the rose-tree; I was 
refreshed by the balmy zephyrs. I 
said to my wife, "If I had known of 
all this before, I would cheerfully 
have given our Northern doctor an 
additional and a bumper fee had he 
prescribed all this long before he 
did." 

Hampton, Va. 



OMNISCIENCE 

By H. Thompson Rich 

I am the kingdom and the king; 
I am the nothing and the thing; 
I am the thinker and the thought; 
I am the song I sing. 



Sunlight and starlight, laud and sea, — 
Age upon age, continuously, 
These things in me are worked and wrought: 
I am Eternity \ 



NEW HAMPSHIRE NECROLOGY 



.. HENRY J. FU31BER 

Henry J. Furber, long aprominent attor- 
ney and real estate operator in Chicago, died 
in that city August 28, 1916. 

He was a native of Soniersworth, son of Ben- 
jamin T. and Olive (Hussey) Furber, born July 
17, 1840. He graduated from the Somersworth 
High School in 1857, and ent-ered Bowdoin Col- 
lege that year, but left in 1S60 to become prin- 
cipal of the public schools of Green Bay, Wis. 
Subsequently the college conferred upon him 
the degree of Bachelor of Arts. 

Mr. Furber was admitted to the Wisconsin 
bar in 1862, and in 1879 removed to Chicago. 
He became a member of the law firm. of Hig- 
gins, Furber, <& Coughlin, which for many 
years was one of Chicago's leading law firms, 
and later was identified with large financial 
interests, accumulating a fortune of several 
millions. 

On January 7, 1862, he married Miss Elvira 
Irwin at Green Bay, and three sons were born 
to them, Henry J. and Frank I. of Chicago, 
and W. E. of Green Bay, all of whom survive. 

E. FRED ALDRICH 
Ephraim Fred Aldrich, born in Colebrook 
on June 9, 1873, died at Littleton, September 
13, 1916.- 

He was the son of United States District 
Judge Edgar Aldrich and Louise M. (Remick) 
Aldrich and was educated in the Littleton 
schools, Phillips Andover Academy and the 
Boston University Law School, graduating 
LL.B., from the latter in the class of 1902. 
Admitted to the bar immediately upon grad- 



uation, he commenced practice in Boston, 
as a partner of Solomon Lincoln. Later he 
became attorney for the Boston Elevated 
Street Railway Company, devoting himself 
to the defence of personal injury suits, in 
which he was quite successful. Subsequently, 
in independent practice, he had been con- 
nected with much important litigation and 
made an excellent reputation. He was a 
member of the Boston Bar Association, and 
of the Algonquin and other clubs. 
^ On January 1, 1905, Mr. Aldrich married 
Frances Vera Powers of Boston who, with a 
young daughter, Barbara Louise, survive 
him. He is also survived by his father and 
mother, and a sister, Mrs. Howard Summers 
Kniffin of Cedarhurst, Long Island, N. Y. 

DANIEL A. CLIFFORD 

Daniel A. Clifford, born in Danville, X. IL, 
April 2, 184-1, died in the house where he was 
born, October 1, 1916. 

He was educated in the public schools and 
at Colby Academy, New London. He was 
for many years engaged as a grammar school 
principal in Manchester, going thence in 
January, 1883, to become principal of the 
Carter Grammar School in Chelsea. Mass., 
which position he held for more than thirty 
years, retiring two years ago. 

He served for a time during the Civil War 
as a member of Company M, Fourth Massa- 
chusetts Heavv Artillerv, and was a member 
of Col. Winthrop Post, 35, G. A. R., of Chel- 
sea. He leaves a wife, daughter and son, 
Daniel P. Clifford, of Toledo, Ohio. 



EDITOR AND PUBLISHER'S NOTES 



&&T The next issue of the Granite Monthly 
will be a double number for November and 
December, appearing about the middie of the 
latter month. It will be extensively dis- 
tributed and will be a valuable medium for 
holiday advertising in this state. 

The New Hampshire Board of Trade, at 
its first annual meeting under the new consti- 
tution, held in Concord, October 17, elected 
A. B. Jenks of Manchester as president; 
G. Arthur Foster of Concord, secretary; 
George Tnurber of Nashua, treasurer, and 
D. W. Cole of Hillsborough, auditor. The 
Special Committee to devise means for 
financing the proposed work of the Board was 
continued, and the chairman, Professor 
Smith of the Tuck School, Hanover, was 
authorized to cooperate with the Executive 
Committee in carrying the plains into oper- 
ation. The Standing Committee on the 
Pilgrim Ter-centenary celebration was also 
continued for another year. In view of the 
fact that a committee has been appointed 



in Massachusetts to report to the next leg- 
islature of that state a permanent plan of cel- 
ebration, this latter committee of the New 
Hampshire Board of Trade, which first pro- 
posed the celebration, is likely to have some- 
thing to do during the year. 



Edna Dean Proctor, native of Henniker 
and New Hampsliire's favorite poet, has 
just added another to the number of her 
published volumes in the shape of an attractive 
little book, of some seventy duodecimo pages, 
on heavy paper, in boards, containing the 
best of her later poerns. It is entitled "The 
Glory of Toil," taking its name from the 
leading poem, and includes twenty-two others, 
among which are " Daniel Webster" and 
''Concord by the Merrimack/' the former 
read at the Webster Birthplace Dedication, 
and the latter at Concord's One Hundred 
and Fiftieth Anniversary Celebration. No 
more charming holiday gift-book than this, 
dedicated "To All Toilers" will be found this 
season. 



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NOVEMBER-DECEMBER, 1916 New Sbkies, Vol. XI, Nos. 11-12 



A HAILSTORM AT LAKE SUNAPEE 



By Herbert Welsh 



On the morning of the 



of 



August last, I had been busy for fully 
three hours at the very top of one of 
the beautiful hills in which this region 
abounds, painting on a large canvas. 
The weather, as it had been for sev- 
eral days past, was intensely hot. 
Very few clouds had appeared in the 
early part of the day, and the horizon 
was slightly dimmed by vapors which 
the fierce rays of the sun had drawn 
from the earth. Burkehaven Hill — 
for such is the name of the rough 
pasture out of which granite rocks 
crop and which is sprinkled with 
masses of beautiful ferns — commands 
an entrancing view. From its top, 
where my easel was stationed, one 
can look westward over groves of rich 
foliage, the village of Sunapee with its 
unvarying white cottages and single 
church steeple seen in the valley, and 
beyond that blue mountains which 
carry the eye clear across the Vermont 
line. 

About midday, my work being 
done, I made my way, laden with my 
traps, down over the rough and broken 
hillside to the road which descended 
to the shores of Lake Sunapee, and 
then led by a shady lane, to my own 
cottage one half mile distant. I 
noticed, though the sun was still 
shining bright!}', the gathering of a 
thundershower in the northwest. 
There were ragged and dark clouds but 
it did not impress one as promising 
much, amiss — only an ordinary sum- 
mer thundershower, and even that 
might not come our way. 

That afternoon about three o'clock, 
though the sun still continued to be 



as brilliant as ever, there were inces- 
sant grumblings and growlings of 
thunder, coming for the most part 
from the southeast,— precisely the 
opposite direction from the threat- 
ened shower which 1 had noticed on 
my return home at noon. There did 
not seem to be an instant when this 
fierce, complaining thunder ceased, 
but as the sunshine still continued 
bright, it did not strike one as being 
anything very much out of the way. 
Our cottage is on the shore of the 
Lake, the western side of the indenta- 
tion known as Sunapee Harbor. 
From our front porch one can catch 
a glimpse, through the trunks and 
boughs of old hemlock trees, of a 
three-mile stretch out over the waters 
of the Harbor and then the wider 
limits of the Lake itself. In this 
direction a mass of very dark and 
threatening clouds was bundled in the 
southeast, and was rapidky making its 
way to the eastern verge of Lake 
Sunapee. It was from these clouds 
that the incessant thunder came, but 
none of the peals were very loud or 
such as to arouse suspicion of an 
unusual storm. 

About five o'clock in the afternoon 
the clouds seemed to go right down 
onto the Lake; it became extremely 
dark for daytime and then very large 
drops of rain began to fall on lake and 
earth. Almost instantly there came a 
fierce patter, as of stones, striking the 
roof of the house and porch and mak- 
ing a perfect fusillade of sound. My 
wife, in an adjoining room to that in 
which I sat at my writing, thought I 
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unknown was producing this terrific 
clatter. She called to know what I 
was about, but neither I nor any one 
else was responsible for the extraord- 
inary happenings out of doors. A 
vast number of hailstones, such as 
most folk in that region had never 
seen, — and trust they never will see 
again, — were falling mercilessly from 
the clouds which seemed to rest upon 
the water and the earth/ Like a mil- 
lion-blades they were cutting small 
branches m from every tree at their 
mercy, and strewing these swiftly 
until they formed a green carpet all 
over the ground where a few moments 
before had been the warm burnt- 
sienna brown of last year's pine 
needles. The hailstones, — some of 
them- an inch and a half in width, — 
cut from pine and hemlock, the trees 
which surrounded our cottage, small 
tufts, although they had been neatly 
trimmed with a knife blade. In a 
short time this green carpet, having 
been completely laid, made a bed 
for the white one, like that of winter, 
which swiftly followed. 

As the storm ceased, which it did 
in about half an hour, and one stood 
on the porch to view the havoc it had 
wrought; the thought of Christmas 
was brought most vividly to mind, 
not only through the eye by the 
white covering of the ground, but 
from the fine balsamic odor of bleed- 
ing pine trees, which brought most 
vividly to the memory, by the power 
of association, the Christmas trees of 
past years. The wooden steps of our 
porch were covered with a thick 
deposit of hail. I swept this off, 
step by step, with a broom. The 
following morning I found on the 
ground a conglomerate mass of ice, 
resulting from this sweeping. . Upon 
close examination the hailstones, 
which of course had melted consider- 
ably during the night, although they 
still retained the suggestion of their 
original form, appeared like so many 
icy gum-drops or jujube paste, clinging 
in a mass one to another. Our lane, 
over which I walked the following dav. 



affected the eye and the imagination 
most strangely with a curious com- 
mingled sense of spring and autumn — 
spring— in that the ground was all 
covered with a tender green that com- 
pletely carpeted the brown earth of 
the road, making it look like a wood- 
path, while the trees, not only pine 
and hemlock but birch and maple, 
were almost completely shorn of their 
leaves. They presented a most pa- 
thetic appearance, particularly the 
delicate birch trees, which looked as 
though they had been devoured by 
one of the destructive pests that have 
ravaged parts of New England so 
fearfully during the last ten or fifteen 
years. 

During the progress of the storm on 
the previous day, there was one 
feature which attracted much atten- 
tion. As these great hailstones struck 
the surface of the Lake, they splashed 
the water high into the air — it must 
have risen, when the fury of the 
storm was at its height, more than a 
foot from the surface of the Lake. 
The effect was an indescribable im- 
pression of fury. I have seen in no 
newspaper, or indeed in printed form, 
an account of this extraordinary 
natural disturbance. I am well aware 
that my own knowledge of it is partial 
and imperfect, although I did what I 
could at the time to observe what 
went on, and. later to collect the ob- 
servances of many witnesses who, 
viewing the storm from different 
points, might have observed many 
details of which I was ignorant. 

I tried to find out, but only imper- 
fectly succeeded, the precise limits 
of this strange downpour of hail. 
One of the oldest inhabitants of the 
town, — a man of intelligence and 
prominence, — informed me that it 
was about a mile in length and about 
two miles in width. It is undoubt- 
edly true that at the lower end of the 
Lake, in the Newbury region, and 
some six miles from my cottage, there 
was no fall of hail whatever. 

The Sunapee branch of New Hamp- 
shire Forestry Association held its 



A Hailsforin at Lake Stinapee 



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meeting at the house of Col. Fred- 
erick G; King, through the courtesy 
of that gentleman. This is within 
the town of Newbury and imme- 
diately on the Lake. His flower garden 
on that occasion, which was some- 
time after the hailstorm had taken 
place, was in perfect condition, — the 
flowers brilliant and uninjured. But 
the flower gardens, growing vegetables, 
corn and trees within the limits of the 
storm were mercilessly dealt with, 
and their product completely de- 
stroyed. In our neighborhood the 



canoes of my informant, whose resi- 
dence was but a quarter of a mile 
from my cottage, were similarly 
exposed but remained uninjured. 
From that fact he drew the inference 
that the force of the downpour of hail 
on the other side of the lake where 
the canoes were riddled was greater 
than it had been with us. 

A cottage a short distance from ours 
which I noticed on the morning follow- 
ing the storm, t presented a curious 
and beautiful appearance, the roofs 
of the house and porches were com- 



: 



View on Lake Sunapee 
Looking Towards Newbury 



roofs of many houses were riddled, 
and in some of them great quantities 
of water entered through the holes 
which the hailstones had made. In 
many places window-panes and sky- 
lights were broken, though we suffered 
but little in that way, having only 
lost a single pane of glass. 1 feel quite 
sure that the large hemlock and pine 
trees surrounding our cottage did 
much to protect us. I was informed 
by an intelligent and wholly reliable 
resident of Sunapee, that on the other 
side of the Lake canoes, which were 
turned bottom side upwards, had been 
perforated by the hailstones. The 



pletely covered with maple leaves. 
So closely had these fallen that it 
looked as though they were there by 
the clever design of some experienced 
and gifted decorator. This element 
of beauty, following destruction, was 
one of the striking features _of the 
storm. One was disturbed with a 
sense of the ravage and loss inflicted 
and yet there ran through it this 
curious and touching element of 
beauty. I heard of no persons who 
were very seriously injured. It seems 
a strange thing in view of the fact that 
many driving wagons or automobiles, 
or out on the Lake in launches, were 



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caught in the downpour; one man, ness, the darkness that accompanied 

however, I am fold, who was in a it, the noise that it created and more 

launch on the Lake had his face than all, perhaps, the sense of uncer- 

severely cut by the hailstones. tainty which it inspired as to just how 

Everyone who was. in this storm far it would carry its seeming thirst 

with whom I afterwards talked of it, for destruction. Everyone said. "We 

seemed deeply impressed with its never saw anything like this before, 

strange power: awed by its sudden- and we hope never to see it again." 



NECROPOLIS 

By L, J. H. Frost 



Thou city of the dead! within thy streets 

And on thine ivied walls, Death ever keeps 

A tireless vigil; watching wuth keen look 

Each pale, still comer, as within his book 

He writes their epitaph. A mournful train, 

0, city! bearing one whom Death hath slain. 

Oft comes within thy gates: — some young and fair, 

With folded hands and pale flowers 'mid dark hair; 

Some old and gray, whose faded, wrinkled cheeks 

And careworn brows the contest oft bespeaks 

Of their life's battle; yet unwilling they 

To lay their armor down at close of day, 

And call the struggle past, the conflict done. 

Blest they, if they can say, — "the victory's w r on." 

Thou city of the dead! -within thine halls 

Death holds his ceaseless banquet; and loud calls 

The cankerworm to feast upon fair forms 

Whose hearts are still; no crimson lifeblood warms 

Their frozen breasts, nor raise they now their hands 

To wipe away the clinging mould that stands 

Upon their once fair features. Those cold forms 

Heed not the damp, or darkness, or the worms; 

Nor shrink from Death's most close embrace; nor start 

To feel the frozen lifeblood on the heart 

Press heavy down. Those forms are lifeless clay: 

The better part — the soul — hath passed away. 

Thou city of the dead: Peace to thy shades! 

Up to that land where glory never fades, 

Thou leadest us. Our pathway lies through thee 

Unto eternal day. Our souls, all free 

From hindering clay that they have cast aside, 

Within thy hails, shall flee, and hence abide 

With the Eternal. But, 0, city! keep 

Thou safe the sacred forms we leave asleep 

Within thy mansions, till a voice shall say — 

"Give up thy dead," upon the judgment day. 



THE EASTMAN ASSOCIATION 



Next to the Old Home Week As- 
sociations, in New Hampshire, the 
numerous family associations are the 
"most powerful agency for perpetuat- 
ing the memory of the early days, and 
the men and women then at the front, 
and strengthening the attachment for 
ancestral scenes and places. 

Perhaps the most prominent of 
these family associations, in central 
New Hampshire, is the Eastman As- 
sociation, organized in Concord in 
1S80, its primary purpose being the 
perpetuation of the memory of Capt. 
Ebenezer Eastman, the first settler of 
Concord, who brought his family to 
the plantation of "Penny Cook," as it 
was then, called, in 1727. 

This Captain Eastman was a grand- 
son of Roger Eastman, the first of the 
name in the country, who came from 
England and settled in Salisbury, 
Mass., in 1640. He was born January 
10, 1689; became a prominent citizen 
of Haverhill, Mass., where six of his 
sons were born before his removal to 
Concord, or "Penny Cook"; was not- 
only the first, but the leading man in 
town for some years, but died at the 
age of fifty-nine, July 28, 174S. 

According to the record. Captain 
Eastman, in 1731, four years after his 
settlement here, had cleared, broken 
up and had in mowing eighty acres of 
land, and had ''considerable build- 
ings, barns, outhouses, etc." He had 
also borne the expense of building a 
corn mill for the accommodation of 
the settlement. Not only had he the 
largest and best cultivated farm, blit- 
he was generally regarded as the 
leading man in the community. His 
military title came through service 
in the colonial wars. He served in 
the expedition against Port Royal 
when only nineteen years of age; 
commanded a company in the Cana- 
dian expedition of 1711; and also 
held similar rani: in the expedition 
against Louisburg in 1745, three years 
before his death. 



Although the Eastman Association, 
which was organized in 18S0 and in- 
corporated three years later, has as 
its prime object the honor and per- 
petuation of the memory of Concord's 
first settler, whose numerous de- 
scendants are now widely scattered, 
it admits to its membership all the 
descendants of Roger Eastman, with 
their wives and husbands, who may 
choose thus to associate themselves. 

The first president of the Associa- 
tion was the late Charles S. Eastman; 
secretary, Charles E. Staniels, and 
treasurer, George A. Fernald.| Ten 
vice-presidents are chosen; anf exec- 
utive committee of the same number, 
and a finance committee of three 
members. The first annual meeting 
was held in Merrimack Hall, East 
Concord, October 19, 1S81, and such 
meetings have been held every year 
since. The succession of presidents 
has included, aside from Charles S. 
Eastman, who served two years, Sam- 
uel C. Eastman, Fred A. Eastman, 
John Eastman Frye, Chandler East- 
man, Edson C. Eastman, Kimball 
Eastman of Cumberland Mills, Mr. 
William A. Eastman of Lowell, Mass., 
Clinton S. Eastman of Cumberland 
Mills; Me., Fred E. Eastman, of Port- 
land, Me., Prof. John R. Eastman, 
Andover, and perhaps others, as the 
records of some of the earlier years 
are not available. Flon. Samuel C. 
Eastman, of Concord, the most prom- 
inent member of the family, served in 
one of the early years, and also for 
four years successively ending at the 
last annual meeting on the first Thurs- 
day of October last, which date is 
now permanently fixed by the con- 
stitution of the Association, though 
the place of meeting is left to be de- 
'termined by the executive committee, 
and is usually somewhere in the cen- 
tral part of the city, though the old 
Eastman home was on the east side 
of the river. 

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retarv from 1881 to 1887, inclusive; 
Frank P. Curtis from 1SSS to 1892; 
Mass Mary S. Emery, 1893. 1894, and 
Miss Sophia J. Fernalcl from 1895 to 
1916, declining a reelection at the last 
annual meeting, as did Samuel C. 
Eastman as president. George A. 
Fernald, the first treasurer, was soon 
succeeded by his brother, Josiah 
Eastman Fernald, who has since con- 
tinued in the office. 

There are now several hundred 
members of the Association, with 
nearly $5,000 in the treasury toward 
the completion of a permanent me- 
morial to Capt. Eastman, which, it 
has been decided, will be in the form 
of a clock tower, a site for which has 
already been secured and graded, the 
same being just south of the residence 
of the late Cyrus R. Robinson at East- 
Concord. 

At the last meeting of the Associa- 
tion, held in the Memorial Parish 
House in Concord, President Samuel 
C. Eastman, who, as has been said, 
declined further service in the posi- 
tion which he has held for several 
years, in his annual address spoke as 
follows : 

Remarks of President Eastman 

"We are met here today as mem- 
bers of the Eastman family, descend- 
ants of Roger Eastman of England, 
who came to Salisbury, Mass., in 
163S. Most, and perhaps all of us 
here are direct descendants of Eben- 
ezer Eastman, who came to Concord 
about 1727 as a pioneer and settler. 
The object of our meeting is not only 
to cultivate and preserve the family 
feeling and .kinship, but to show re- 
spect to the virtues of our forebears. 

"There is a saying which had its 
origin so long ago that its paternity is 
lost, but -which is universally recog- 
nized wdiere orders of nobility and 
rank are part of the social order — 
Noblesse oblige, nobility compels — 
that is, a person who has noble an- 
cestors is thereby laid under obliga- 
tions so to conduct himself as to do 
no discredit to those who have pre- 



ceded him. He must not expect to 
shine by inherited light, but the very 
virtues of his ancestors lay in a heavier 
burden on him to show that he is a 
worthy son or daughter. A higher 
standard is placed before him than if 
he came from unknown or ignoble 
antecedents. 

"Not much is known about Roger 
Eastman who first came here from 
England. But- we do know a great 
deal about Ebenezer, the first settler 
of Concord. That he was a man of 
character and good standing before he 
came is evident from the duties that 
were imposed upon him prior to the 
settlement. That he afterwards took 
a prominent part in all that related to 
the public good is shown by the rec- 
ords of the plantation and of the town. 
It does not appear that he or his asso- 
ciates were men of much school learn- 
ing. We do know that while they 
were men of energy, grappling with the 
difficult problem of subduing the 
wilderness and making a living out of 
the soil, they possessed shrewdness 
and sound common sense and made 
their enterprise a complete success. 
If you wish to see their monument 
and the evidence of their labors, look 
around you today. 

"Of these hundred men who came 
here to found a town, Capt. Ebenezer 
Eastman was easily one of the fore- 
most and a leader. He was called 
upon for all sorts of duties and evi- 
dently discharged them to the satis- 
faction of the community. I need not 
recount them, as they are narrated in 
the histories of Concord and know T n 
to most of you. He was married and 
had a large family, w^hich fact no 
doubt contributed to his success. He 
died before he reached the age of 
sixty, in spite of the fact that he was a 
man of great physical vigor. The cir- 
cumstances in which the settlers were 
placed w r ere not favorable to the ac- 
cumulation of wealth nor the pro- 
longation of life. But he reached a 
reasonable maturity and called on no 
man for alms and left his sons well 
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"His memory and that of his de- 
scendants who have preceded us im- 
pose upon as who are placed in easier 
and more favorable conditions to 
demonstrate that we are not faithless 
to the traditions and nobility of the 
race. More than that., we ought to 
show a great improvement on what 
they were and did. With better op- 
portunities and good schools we all 
surpass Ebenezer in our knowledge of 
books. They had few books except 
the Bible. Perhaps they were better 
acquainted with that than we are at 
the present day, and that more inti- 
mate acquaintance ma}* have been 
the cause of that innate something, 
which we call common sense and 
which enabled them to come to wise 
conclusions. 

"Additional obligations are laid 
upon us by our superior and inherited 
opportunities and we must struggle to 
live up to them. 

. " Selden, an English author of about 
the time when Roger Eastman left 
England, says in his book called 
'Table Talk,' speaking of the nobility: 

"•Some of them were ashamed up- 
wards, because their ancestors were 
too great. Others w*ere ashamed 
downwards, because they were too 
little. 7 

"We do not want to be ashamed 
either way, up or down. When we 
consider what they did, who ventured 
on founding a new plantation, we 
cannot be ashamed of them. They 
came into the wilderness where only 
two things were ready for them, the 
grass in the intervale meadows, which 
they could make into hay to winter 
the oxen which Ebenezer brought with 
him, and the trees, which they could 
fashion into log cabins and burn to 
keep them warm in winter. All else 
had to be created from the soil by 
their labor or brought, over a mere 
trail, from other plantations far away. 
We cannot sufficiently admire the 
energy, the courage and the valor of 



men who were capable of such un- 
dertakings. 

"I hope we have no reason to be 
ashamed as we look down. At any 
rate, remembering that noblesse oblige, 
we must resolutely buckle to the 
task, and while we have not to 
wrestle with such physical tasks, we 
meet the moral and social problems 
of the present day and solve them in 
a manner that will cause the coming 
generations to say that we are worthy 
descendants of a valiant ancestor and 
of a worthy race." 

Following is the full board of offi- 
cers and committees of the Associa- 
tion, chosen for the present year: 

President, John Eastman Frye, 
East Concord. 

Vice-presidents, Fred A. Eastman, 
West Concord; Mrs. A. W. Sulloway, 
Franklin; Fred E. Eastman, Port- 
land, Me.: John H. Eastman, Win- 
chester, Mass.; George 0. Robinson, 
East Concord; George P. Hadley, 
Goffstown; George Eastman, Roch- 
ester, N. Y.; Joseph C. Eastman, 
New York City; Charles R. Eastman, 
Cambridge, Mass., and Charles E. 
Eastman, Hollis. 

Secretary, Miss Myla Chaniberlin, 
West Concord. 

Treasurer, Josiah E. Fernald, Con- 
cord. 

Executive Committee, Henry E. 
Chamberlin, Concord; Mrs. C. R. 
Robinson, East Concord; Mrs. W. IE 
Alexander, Concord; Mrs. Maud E. 
Challis, Concord; Miss A. M. Cham- 
berlin, Cambridge, Mass.; Miss Ada 
M. Aspinwall, Concord; Clinton S. 
Eastman, Cumberland Mills. Me.;. 
Miss Mary E. Alexander, Concord. 

Finance Committee, Samuel C. 
Eastman, Concord; Josiah Eastman 
Fernald, Concord, and Mrs. Edgar D. 
Eastman, West Concord. 

Memorial Committee, Samuel C. 
Eastman and Josiah E. Fernald, Con- 
cord, and Mrs. Cyrus R. Robinson, 
East Concord. 



The Granite Monthly 

THERE ARE NO MISTAKES 

By Sarah Fuller Biekford Hafey 

We oft hear the saying, a saying quite old, 
That some are born handsome and others have gold; 
And silver and gold spoons are e'er in their clasp, 
While others are glad to find pewter to grasp. 

To whom hath the most, doth the most seem to go, 
While others drag onward, while hoeing their row: 
Bui sometimes, by shocks and hard knocks, they awake, 
And wonder if Providence makes a mistake? 

But there are no blunders, all things are correct, 

And supremely ordered, by the Great Elect; 

And " Heaven helps those, who themselves, help," 'tis said, 

So carefully work, while you'r making your bed! 



ANSWERED 

By L. Adelaide Sherman 

"Tell me," said a maiden fair, 
With a wealth of sunny hair, 
"What is sweetest of all things 
That the life of woman brings?''' 
Then another maiden, blushing, 
And her heart's glad tumult hushing, 
Spake: "The hand-clasp and the bliss 
Of first love's all-yielding' kiss." 

But a matron, standing by, 
With a smile and with a sigh, 
Clasped her babe unto her breast; 
Softly murmured, "This is best! 
Nothing brings us such a blessing 
As our children's dear caressing; 
Mother-love is best, is best, 
Holier, higher, than the rest." 

V 

Then there spake an aged dame, 
As the after-glow of flame 
Lighted steeple, gilded tower — 
"Blessed is the sunset hour 
Of a useful life, well-spent; 
This shall give you heart's content". 
Do your duty, brave and true — 
Heaven is near to such as you, 
Sister, daughter, friend or wife — 
Service glorifies the life." 



A DOVER INCIDENT IN THE WAR OF 1812 



By Lydia A. Stevens 

[Read before the Northern Colouist Historical Society, Nov. 14, 1910] 



Our second war with Great Britain 
was a part of our war of the Rev- 
olution. The Treaty of Paris left 
weighty matters unsettled. Another 
trial at arms was inevitable. The 
uniforms of the rugged Continentals, 
proudly featuring the surrender of 
Gen. Burgoyne at Saratoga, were not 
wholly past use when fighting was 
renewed, but the heroes who followed 
Stark and Sullivan were dead or en- 
feebled. Still, Dover did its part 
in the raising of two thousand New 
Hampshire men for the army and 
navy. Once more, Garrison Hill, 
Pleasant street, and Silver street 
echoed to the shrilling fife and rattling 
drum. The ".Old Landing" bubbled 
with enthusiasm. And yet, it is 
impossible to deny that the war was 
unpopular. The south and west 
favored .it, but a majority of the 
people of New England were opposed 
- — and some even urged a separate 
peace. The rich and influential led 
this feeling. The whole forms a sorry 
page in our history. 

Dover had taken part in the Revolu- 
tion. Dover men had died on every 
northern battlefield. Dover women, 
with dry eyes, had sent their fathers, 
brothers, husbands and sons to the 
front. But the people then were 
united, the cause was deemed holy. 
As to the impending hostilities, there 
was no strong, rising sentiment in its 
favor. Men volunteered freely, but 
there was nothing but discontent 
among those who remained at home. 
This left non-combatants to the 
mercy of their apprehensions. No 
wonder that lips became pale, and 
ludicrous incidents happened. The 
condition from being critical had 
become desperate. But there were 
reasons better founded for dissatis- 
faction. 

The embargo closed all American 



ports against the legal admission of 
goods from abroad, and aided the 
enemy in preventing all save our 
public and private vessels of war from 
getting out through the blockade. 
It was an unwise and impolitic act 
of Congress — and, infinitely more 
provoking, a profitless attack on 
Canada had left the coast-line com- 
pletely undefended by national troops. 
British ships of war were at Bermuda 
and Gardener's Bay, and others 
manoeuvred within easy reach of the 
New England coast. Washington had 
been burned and Baltimore threat- 
ened. Wherever the enemy landed, 
they plundered and destroyed. 

Congress acted niggardly towards 
the navy. Singly our ships could 
and did win glorious victories, but 
too frequently were forced to avoid 
battle. Portsmouth was at the mercy 
of the enemy — and the water-way to 
Dover w T as open or little obstructed. 
The people had lived in fear of this 
peril in older times. After a while 
the fear grew dim. Now it revived. 

The prices of all necessities ad- 
vanced. Many a rich man was 
ruined; many a prosperous town ut- 
terly prostrated. ' Property, real and 
personal, fell off in value. This 
country practically abandoned the 
ocean, And we must admit the 
people of New England were not will- 
ing to suffer unequally for the nation's 
greatness or the nation's honor. But 
the New Hampshire dwellers near 
the tidewater sent no delegates to 
the Hartford Convention. Thenthe 
war cloud came very near our. little 
town. The sweep of its fringe actually 
touched Dover. The men, women 
and children, who lived on what are 
now our oldest streets, felt its menace. 

Lieut. Col. Commandant Edward 
Sise of the Third New Hampshire 
Regiment, was ordered by Gov. Gil- 



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man to duty at Portsmouth. He was 
to accompany his regiment. It was 
tip against the state to defend itself. 

Far and wide, Sise sent out the cry: 
"The enemies 1 cruisers are on our 
coast." Capt. Andrew Pierce, a man 
of affairs on the riverfront, assembled 
his local company. John Tibbetts, 
who rests at Garrison Hill, and John 
Trickey, who lies under the sod of the 
Dame Farm — Revolutionary soldiers 
— drilled the. company on the Turn- 
pike.. The men were of the hardy 
stock that built and sailed the Land- 
ing schooners. Capt. William Cour- 
son increased his company from 
Milton, Farmington, and surrounding 
towns. Capt. Jacob Dearborn en- 
listed men at Somersworth, Rochester 
and Harrington, and Dover swelled 
the ranks of Capt. John D. Harty's 
company. John was a stout-hearted 
Landing trader. 

It was a mellow September Sunday 
of 1814, that the actual call to arms 
was received in Dover. Gov. Oilman 
had assumed command. The Federal 
Government could not be depended 
upon. Col. Sise was at morning 
service in the Fourth Meeting house, 
which stood on the site of the present 
First Parish building. Parson Clary 
was speaking from the carved pulpit, 
directly beneath the ornamented 
sounding-board. . Through two tiers 
of windows the autumn sunlight 
streamed over the broad balcony sit- 
tings, turned the central aisle— leading 
from the pulpit to the opposite door — 
into a walk of gold, flooded the pro- 
jecting singers' gallery — lingered over 
the fenced-in bench, where the deacons 
sat with their backs to the pulpit — 
glowed on the emerald colored lining 
of the Atkinson sittings, and fell 
aslant on the old Stephen Evans pew. 

The pale minister paused in his 
sermon, as the sexton tiptoed in 
from the door on the north east end 
and delivered the private summons. 
Every neck was craned for an in- 
stant, and quick glances were ex- 
changed. The click of the mes- 
senger's spurs sounded on the steps.. 



Retiring hoofbeats and a constrained 
murmur came from the street. The 
minister mumbled incoherent words, 
and lapsed into silence. Then the 
stillness of the old meeting house was 
broken. Filled with vague alarm, 
the worshippers sprang to their feet. 
The rising seats crashed. 

The news of the Governor's order, 
soon circulated, and intense ex- 
citement prevailed throughout the 
town. The wide open space east of 
the meeting house, half square, half 
parade ground, was crowded with 
men, * women and children. Faces 
paled and furrowed. There was no 
more preaching in Dover that Sunday. 
-Col. Sise sent out expresses ordering 
the immediate gathering of his state 
companies. 

Selectmen, Tobias Tuttle and Nich- 
olas Peaslee, both of Back River, 
and corpulent Samuel Kimball of 
Upper Factory, 'flew around like 
headless fowl. Their associate, Capt. 
Andrew Pierce, was with his 'company. 
Dr. Gray, the old Revolutionary 
soldier, grammar master, and some 
time minister, came down from Wolf- 
borough and offered his services as- 
chaplain. 

There are some agitations that not 
only stir up whatever is bold and' 
fearless in human nature, but also 
bring out all that is weak and irre- 
sponsible. The people felt they had 
been abandoned by the general govern- 
ment. The sense of this desertion 
oppressed them. But no thought of 
their own short-comings presented 
itself. Domestic interests and every- 
day pursuits were suspended. Ec- 
centric accentuation of ideas and 
words marked ordinary intercourse. 
When one spoke, it was the intonation 
that was listened to rather than the 
words. There were open mouths 
that cried out, and open mouths which 
were silent. Vague stormy rumors 
were heard. The close proximity of 
" danger stripped off all disguise. No 
exhibition of uneasiness differed from 
another suiTiciently to mark any 
personal distinction. All faces were 



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stamped alike. Their hearts faulted 
and panic loosened their joints. It 
was the revolt of instinct against 
inherited courage. 

\i the women were appalled by the 
alarm which had been so suddenly 
thrust upon the town, men of property 
shook with anxiety and apprehension, 
and even the bravest were tilled with 
annoyance and dread because of the 
stern tranquility, steadiness and ir- 
ritating preoccupation of the soldiery. 
They shrank in horror from licensed 
pillage. Unexpected revelations of 
character came to light. 

In some instances,, the most timid 
felt resolute and the most daring 
terrified. Gentle, rather bashful Abi- 
gail Atkinson, with a charming little 
impatience in her eyes, took charge 
of casting bullets and scraping lint. 
"Oh Lord! Oh Lord!" Grandma' am 
K. sighed. She was short of breath 
and shapeless. Two gossips were 
conversing on John Wheeler's door- 
steps, when the excited church-goers 
broke out into the road. Their eyes 
suddenly became . wandering, and 
looked .without seeing, and their 
breathing was audible. Some hap- 
penings were ludicrous in the ex- 
treme. The stay-at-homes had no 
time to dress. There were men in 
unbuttoned shirts and women in 
gaping gowns — a pair of shoes in the 
hands of one man, and a coat and vest 
under the arms of another — women 
there were more remarkable for pret- 
tiness than neatness, and other women 
still more remarkable for the scanti- 
ness of their attire — here a rounded 
shoulder, there a scraggy neck and 
sharp elbow — and children and dogs 
everywhere in grotesque confusion. 
Black Plato Waklron, afterwards sex- 
ton of the First Parish, joined himself 
to Capt. Pierce's company, but John 
Blank, trader for the Parish, was 
missing after service. Husky Na- 
hum French, the Landing bully, shut 
himself up in his dingy shop. Pretty 
Kate Warren, .the rich young blood 
of her cheeks contrasting with the 
moisture in her eyes, sculled her 



youthful husband across the river 
from what is now the city farm, so 
that he might answer at Capt. Harty's 
roll-call. Old man Andrews, father of 
the late Andrews Brothers, sold out 
his entire stock of powder, lead and 
flints. Sam. Wiggin sequestered his 
West India goods, and lived, a week 
in his cobwebby attic. 

Sun-down brought no relief. In 
the streets the clamour had died down; 
little by little came darkness. If an 
aerial observer could have hovered 
over Dover that night, with the wings 
of a bat and eyes of an owl, naught but 
a spectral scene would have presented 
itself below. Through crack of door, 
blind and shutter; from gound-floor 
to roof; at the end, on the right, and 
on the left, candle-lights gleamed and 
flickered, but* no sound of life, nor 
any sign of habitation besides was in 
evidence. No one dared to go to bed. 
No one went out. There was nothing 
but terror and stupor in the houses, 
and from the streets nothing but sharp 
command, and the measured tramp of 
many feet — at first faint, then precise, 
anon heavy and re-echoing. Children 
stammered unintelligible words. The 
agitation deepened to its climax. 

The First Battalion of Artillery, 
under Major Edward J. Long, swung 
into the town next day, having twenty- 
eight New Durham men in the rank 
and file of Capt. Reuben Hayes' Co., 
and there were two in Lieut. Biirley's 
company. New Durham was ir- 
regular and wide spreading, but the 
men always took kindly to guns on 
sea and land ; and proportionately 
the meagre town furnished more sol- 
diers than Dover. Lieut. Tash, Ser- 
geant Nicholas Grace, and Corporal 
David Durgin were on hand, and on 
the morning following the Governor's 
order, my maternal grandfather and 
his three swarthy brothers joined the 
battalion. They said good bye to 
greatgrandmother at the front door of 
the house built one hundred and 
thirty-seven years ago for the first 
settled minister in New Durham — the 
house where I was born. 



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Fully equipped, the regiment left- 
Dover for Portsmouth, the third day 
after notice, and was stationed- at 
Fort Washington. Then a heartier 
note altogether prevailed, especially 
amongst the men. There were no 
more sideglanees or irresolute steps — 
the earth no more trembled beneath 
their feet. The selectmen recovered 
their dignity, and authorized an ex- 
pression of the town's confidence in 
Col. Sise. It was engrossed by Mr. 
Wrifford, the well known writing- 
master of that day. Mr. Wrifford 
boarded with Capt. Riley. 

Col. Sise was born in Castle Lyons, 
County Cork, Ireland, January 11, 
1 762. He received a good education in 
the schools of Cork, and soon after ar- 
riving at his majority, he immigrated 
to the United States, taking up his 
residence in Portsmouth in 1784. He 
stayed there but a short time, soon 
deciding "to make Dover his abiding- 
place. Here he lived until his death. 



He engaged in mercantile pursuits on 
the Landing, and made several voy- 
ages to the West Indies, as part owner 
and supercargo, and on his last voyage 
his vessel was captured by the French. 
The vessel and cargo were condemned, 
and proved an entire loss to the owners. 

Col. Sise had received., in part, a 
military education in Ireland, and in 
this country, and, like a good many 
Irishmen of that day, took an active 
part in military affairs. At Ports- 
mouth he proved a valuable and 
efficient officer. 

He taught at Pine Hill in 1799 and 
1809, and on the Landing in 1S07 and 
1808. May 10, 1815 he and Tobias 
Tattle opened a school for instruction 
in navigation and surveying in the 
corner chamber of the little brick store 
on the river-front. He died in Dover 
July 26, 1842, in the eighty-first year 
of his age. Very likely, he was the 
first educated Irishman to do business 
on the Landing. ■ 



DON'T FORGET 

By Hannah B. Merriam 

Don't forget that winter is with us. 

Bright and shining, cold and bleak, 
Bright to those in health and strength, 

Cold to those who are worn and weak. 

Don't forget, in homes of plenty, 

Where grates are full and lights ablaze, 

Don't forget the cheerless hearthstone 
And the city's darkened ways. 

Don't forget, beneath your blankets 
Soft and downy, warm and sweet, 

Don't forget the worn out coverings, 
Piled with snow, and soaked with sleet. 

Don't forget, wrapped in your flannels,. 

Coats that button to the chin, 
Don't forget the wornout cottons 

That so many shiver in. 

Don't forget when filled with plenty, 
You at your tables sit and sip. 

Don't forget the broken pitcher, 
Empty plate and famished lip. 



DA-VIS-SMITH GARRISON 



Demolished, 1SS0, Lubberland Road, Newmarket. X. H. 
N By B. B. P. Greene ' 



It stood, as a garrison should, on 
rising ground, and overlooking Great 
Bay; so that, by land or sea. no foe 
in birch canoe, or skulking bands 
through woodland, could make ap- 
proach, while watchfulness was the 
word of command at the garrison. 
It was built in 1695, doubtless to re- 
place the one destroyed by the Indians 
in 1694. 

The human interest in tilings past 
has outlived the garrison itself, which, 
the pity of it, should have been pre- 
served. Its foundations were firm 
and solid the day of its execution, 
when the huge hand-wrought nails 
held with tenacious grip to the old 
oak beams, clinging to the past, 
that lived and died under its low 
hung eaves, feeling again the first 
blow that sent the great spikes home, 
driven to. their resting place by one 
David Davis, who was the owner and 
builder. And a throb of pride it 
absorbed from that little family when 
safely they gaihered about its old 
stone hearth in a feeling of security 
and comfort, although they and 
their neighbors had much to worry 
about, for the Indians had left a mark 
so deadly in 1694, that soldiers were 
sent to guard and range the woods in 
watch for signs of trouble. 

In August, 1696, David Davis was 
killed not far from the strong portals 
of his home. After his death soldiers 
were stationed at this block-house, 
and other garrisons were guarded in 
the same way. Men were detailed 
to patrol this zone that had felt to the 
uttermost the dreadfulness of In- 
dian warfare. Later the wife and 
children of David Davis left this place, 
so filled with horrors, and the widow's 
son built a garrison at Packer's Falls. 

Joseph Smith was born in 1640. 
When twenty years of age lie received 



a ''grant" and also bought land at 
Oyster River (Durham). Joseph was 
a Quaker, and not inclined to tight, 
but he owned a garrison-house, feeling 
that this "preparedness' was a most 
effective weapon for peace. And 
Joseph also had in his oldest boy 
John, a son who stood for the acme of 
efficiency. With courage and keen- 
ness he learned to fight his own bat- 
tles all through life. We doubt if his 
father, being a Quaker, might not 
have been one of the " parents" who 
objected to this rule presented as 
early as 1645. It was ordered that 
''The youth from ten to sixteen years, 
should be instructed upon y e usual 
dayes in y e exerci e of amies, as 
small guns, halfe pike, bows and ar- 
rows, provided the parents do not 
object," 

July 17, 1695, was the day of the 
attack at Oyster River by Indians, 
when so many garrisons were de- 
stroyed. This one of Joseph Smith's 
stood through the fight; and no 
doubt this son (twenty-five years old, 
and holding the title of Captain) 
with his dauntless courage helped 
more than any other, in its preserva- 
tion. And just one month before he 
had brought home to his father's 
house Susannah Chesley — a June 
bride — so that all his hopes, and all 
his love were sheltered inside its 
staunch old walls during that fright- 
ful battle.' Susannah was undoubt- 
edly a helpmate in every sense of the 
word, for she came of a brave and 
fearless race. Her father, Captain 
Thomas Chesley, was known to have 
much skill in the methods of Indian 
warfare, but it availed him little on 
November 15, 1697, when he was 
slain by the Indians near Johnson's 
Creek. 

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the removal of his family to the 
Packer's Falls Garrison; Captain John 
Smith became the owner of the Lul> 
berland Garrison, and took his wife 
.and baby to this new home on the 
shore of " Esquamscott, " which was 
the musical name the Indians had 
given Great Bay. 

From this time we seem to know 
more of the doings and beings in and 
about the garrison. The Smiths, 
father and sons, were hospitable, and 
this new home saw merry, peaceful, 
glad as well as the saddest, sort of 
times, before this family deserted the 
old fortress. For long years after 
they settled in this house, the dread 
-danger of redmen hung over them. 

In 1702 history speaks of Hilton's 
•scout being ''Between John Smith's 
at Lubberland on the north, and - 
Pickpocket on the south/' But hands 
and brain being busy doing what, there 
was to do, left no time for any fearful 
-outlook. If clanger came their way, 
'twas met bravely, and when past, was 
gone. 

Captain John Smith started his 
ousiness life as a land surveyor, but 
"became a rich man, owning all the land 
starting at the foot of the great hill 
where Grummet's Creek flows on its 
way and enters into Great Bay, 
through all the crooked road you 
follow that runs up and down along 
the shore. Stand upon one of its 
hilltops, and look back from the way 
you have come after Jack Frost in the 
night has touched, and the sun with 
his blazing palette has turned the green 
to crimson and gold, along the sur- 
rounding shores. With their vivid 
tints against the blue of sky and water 
it would be hard to find a more perfect 
view 7 . And Captain John owned 
about four miles of this pictured view, 
which would take you to the mouth 
of the Lamprey River. 

From the doorway of the garrison, 
on Lubberland Road, Great Bay 
swept in its widest curve before you, 
with Newington's shore across where 
the waters narrowed, on their way 
to Little Bay. The garrison stood 



where now the highway runs over a 
corner of its buried cellar. 

While living here Captain John 
did an extensive lumber business. 
The axes rang where stood the 
somber pine and hemlock, and where 
flamed the maple and the russet oak. 
His saw-mills stood at both the first 
and second falls of the Lamprey 
River. Groaning all day they ran 
up and down "Gate-saws" which they 
used in those old days, pushed by the 
power of the water and a " feed-wheel." 

A hale and hearty man was this 
fathei, with his garrison house open 
to all with generous freedom, and the 
best of everything the times could 
give. The old fire-place seemed to 
gleam with hospitality. When in 
fear of Indians, it was headquarters 
for the military men. and a refuge for 
the neighbors. At such times the 
rule of all garrisons was, that the 
living and expenses for defense were 
to be shared by all that were housed 
beneath its roof. 

We read of children being baptized 
at the garrison. Fortune favored the 
babe born in «a warm month, for 
winter and the chill in the water 
seemed to make no difference when it 
came to the saving of their tiny, in- 
nocent, souls. Too cold to cry — no 
wonder they went in such numbers, so 
young, to meet their Saviour. 
"Believing" parents, would usually 
present a baby for baptism the Sun- 
day after its birth, and if born on 
Sunday, they were sometimes bap- 
tised the day of their birth. 

As only the toughest lived, we 
suppose they must have given us our 
New England inheritance of endur- 
ance; for courage and endurance were 
two requisites indispensable to life 
in those clays, and it only left the 
fittest to survive. 

Attendance at church on cold 
Sundays show T ed both these heroic 
virtues to some extent. With a 
Bible and a gun, they carried little 
pierced, handled tin boxes, in which 
were iron trays filled with coals from 
some generous fire-place that stood 



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not far from the coM meeting house. 

This box wanned their feet, and the 
minister kept warm a bod}' whose 
mind was lashed and stung with his 
pictured words. 

But it really was a perfect life to 
live. From the spring time (as the 
oak leaves reached the size of the ear 
of a mouse) when they planted their 
corn, on to the golden harvest, was all 
in the day's work — the time to fish 
in the blue waters of the bay, and 
with their old fowling piece to bring 
down the wild duck. Beasts and 
birds in the wild woods there were in 
plenty. Oysters to be taken from 
their beds, and at the ebbing of the 
tide they dug their clams. - And after 
the harvest came the most glorious 
month of all the year, before the 
winter settled down — when over the 
-earth lay the frosty brown of fall. 
And Captain John lived here, — 

Where whispering winds made music 
As they frolicked with waves on the bay: 
Or when winter's blast, and the hovd of its 

weather. 
Made more than a frolic, when both together. 
But around the fire, they shut out the night, 
While bla/jins; logs gave out their light; 
With apples red and hickory nuts, 
And cider that sparkled in pewter cups; 
They let the wild winds romp on their way, 
{Without one wish for a longer stay^ 
As they go for a rampage with waves on the 

bay. 
With love and duty, and work and play, 
Their lives went on in a wholesome way 
That was worth the living— from day to day. — 

And here it was that Captain John 
died in 1774; Susanna, his wife, follow- 
ing him two years later. Before he 
died, he gave to each son some part of 
his estate, so that each received a 
substantial farm. The eldest son, 
John, was given land between Crom- 
met's Creek (Durham) and the 
" Homestead plantation.'' (The 
homestead and its plantation was 
divided between the three youngest 
sons) Joseph the second son, a tract 
of land at the first falls of the Lam- 
prey River, and Joseph built the three 
story brick house which was torn 
down to make room for the present 
Catholic Church. He was buried 



in a cemetery where the railroad 
station now stands. 

Some years before being torn down, 
this brick house was purchased by a 
second great-grandson of Colonel 
Joseph's. This man lived there a 
number of years. He also bought 
at one time a part of the ''Lubber- 
land' 7 estate, and had the "Old 
Garrison" demolished m 1SS0, which 
came into his possession with the other 
property purchased. 

Samuel, the third son ; received the 
western part of the ''Homestead 
plantation,' 7 as it was called, he being 
one of the three younger sons, among 
whom this property was divided. 
The "'Homestead," which was the 
"Garrison," was on the middle por- 
tion. 

Benjamin, the fourth son, was 
given the eastern part of the " Home- 
stead plantation" of two hundred and 
eighty acres* He also owned a farm 
and built his home where the road 
turns to "Durham Bridge" (New- 
market). In an old map of 1800, this 
bridge is called "Picked Rock Bridge," 
and this rock plainly shows itself 
when the water has been drawn from 
the river. 

At this place Benjamin also built 
a mill (said to have stood where the 
Newmarket Manufacturing Co.'s 
"Planer" now stands). He was a 
man of much importance; held the 
title of Captain, and had the honor 
to serve when at the age of seventy 
years, as one of the "Committee of 
Safety" in the time of the Revolu- 
tionary War. He married Jemima, 
daughter of Deacon Edward Hall, 
and died at the age of eighty-two. 
His son Edward married the daughter 
of Walter Bryant, called "King's 
Surveyor. " This man lived and died, 
at the age of ninety-seven, in New- 
market. His home stood opposite 
"dumber Four Mill, " but was moved 
in 1870, and now stands on the south 
side, and in the rear of the' building 
on the corner of Church and Main 
Streets. The home of his son-in-law 
(Edward Smith) was a square house 



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of Colonial build, still standing on the 
north side of Central Street, "When 
built it was in the old "Bryant- gar- 
den." Both these men were buried 
in the family burying ground, where 
now is High Street. 

We seem, with these men, to have 
wandered away from the old ''Gar- 
rison,'' but through the son of this 
Edward Smith (Walter Byrant Smith), 
who was born in 1774, have come some 
things that awakened thoughts of the 
old building; worn mementos that 
have been in the hands of those that 
lived there. One, a pair of quaint old 
shoes made of leather, but in the style 
of the present rubber overshoe, with 
the drop heel (only these are without 
the back of the heel) not as in a sandal, 
for the hollow heel is there, seemingly 
made to fit as an overshoe, over a 
small boot or slipper. Tradition says 
they came through hands that might, 
while sitting on the door-sill of the 
garrison, have tied in little bows their 
old tape strings. 

Where the dirt and dust of ages had 
collected between the wide old boards 
of the garrison floor was found a 'Tine- 
Tree'' three pence, commonly called 
a "thripence ? ': well worn, but the 
lettering, and the date 1652, with the 
lude marking of a pine tree, are easilj' 
to be seen. 

A pair of silver shoe buckles care- 
fully kept for long years, are supposed 
to have belonged to Benjamin, the 
fourth son. (Although Benjamin 
lived in the garrison, he might not 
have sported the buckles until later. ) 

An old rusty jackknife was found 
in the cellar of the old building not 
long before it was destroyed. It has 
a horn handle, mounted in brass, and 
on the conventional scroll of the 
mount there is engraved the word 
"Liberty." Was the lettering of 
that word to mean that it was made in 
the time of America's Independence, 
and did it belong to one of the sons 
of Ebenezer? John ;«n.d Ebenezer 
Jr. were young men at that time (but 
neither married until after the war). 
They lived in the garrison, for 



Ebenezer their father was the young- 
est son of Captain John, and he, re- 
ceived the "Middle portion" of the 
''Homestead plantation" which in- 
cluded the "Old Garrison." 

History says that Deacon Ebenezer 
was a man of great worth, but like his 
brethren, .somewhat troubled with 
"pride of kin." 

Across from the garrison, half way 
down the long slope of green field that 
borders Great Bay, stand two slate 
stones — all that are left to mark. the 
resting place of the many that were 
buried here. One upstanding, well 
made stone, is in memory of Air. John 
Smith 4th — the eldest son of Eben- 
ezer; the other, somewhat larger, has 
cut in its face a very drooping, weep- 
ing willow tree, and underneath is 
this inscription : 

In 
Memory of 

Ebenezer Smith Esq. 

Born June 6 1712 
Died Jan. 25 1764 

Blessed are the dead 
who die in the Lord 
from heneefourth yea 
saith the Spirit, that 
they may rest from their 
labours and their works 
do follow them. 

This grave of Captain John's young- 
est son, lies under the sod given him by 
his father as "The middle portion"; 
and all these years its large slate stone 
has stood face to the Garrison. But 
the small "Foot-stone'' — with the let- 
ters E. S. Esq. — has fallen from where 
it faced the ebbing and the flowing of 
the waters to and from the sea. 

When Deacon Ebenezer died, it left 
the widow and her children alone in 
this garrison home. But, not for long, 
for, in the brave days of old, people 
seemed more often to put their sor- 
rows behind them. \So before the 
next year's spring came slowly up this 
way, she married Major George Frost. 
He was the son of a sister of Sir Wil- 
liam Pepperell. Both the bride and 
groom being prominent people, . the 
wedding was an affair of importance. 



What Will Next Thanksgiving Bring 



Xtt 



Major Frost took bis bride to Rye. 
N. H.j where they made their home for 
six years. Then in 1770 they re- 
turned to The garrison to live, and 
Major Frost died there in 1796. 

In following the fortunes of the 
garrison we find that, when Mrs. 
(Ebenezer Smith) Frost died in 18.16 — 
one hundred years ago — she gave the 
garrison with thirty-two acres of land 
to her daughter Margaret (by her first 
husband). This daughter had mar- 
ried, in I7S1, a minister. She was his 
second wife, and he was thirteen years 
older than she — a very scholarly man 
- — but tradition says he had a most un- 
holy temper, and was decidedly peev- 
ish in his home life. " 

The cause we know not, but this 
poor unhappy lady became insane. 
The reverend gentleman had built a 
home in Durham (after passing 
through many hands it stands re- 



modeled as "Red Towers"), but after 
his wife's mind became broken, the 
garrison was used as her prison house 
until she died. After that the build- 
ing passed from the family. 

With all its troublous career, and the 
tragedies of its youth and age, yet the 
old place saw long years of peace and 
happiness. Its need as a garrison was 
past and gone long before it was de- 
serted. 

The Indian roamed no more; his pride was 

dead, 
And old ambitions all were in their grave. 
Little remnants of their blood 
That called this Continent their own 
Are atoms drifting here and there. 
With dwindling bands maybe on lands 
That in the old time yesterdays 
Were roamed by some ancestral tribe. 
And this fertile meadow might 
Have grown the pumpkin and the maize, 
Whose seed the red men undisturbed 
Had scattered here, where on the shore 
Of Esquamscott they lived and died. 



WHAT WILL NEXT THANKSGIVING BRING. 

By Agnes Mayrilla Locke 

Time is gliding swiftly by us 
- With commingled joy and tears; 
And our hopes are being buried 

In the tide of passing years. 
Once again has come Thanksgiving, 

And the sleigh bells gaily ring; 
Once again we ask in mystery 

What will next Thanksgiving bring! 

• » 

Let us in imagination 

Wander back to years ago, 
When our noble Pilgrim Fathers - 

Battled with the crafty foe. 
Bleak and desolate the picture- 
As they gathered there to pray 
In the wilds of old New England, 

On that first Thanksgiving day. 



With the bleak winds blowing round t hern, 
'Mid the wild beasts' angry roar; 

With the war-whoop of the savage 
Sounding shrill from shore to shore; 



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Forgetting cold and bitter hardships, 
Filled with gratitude were they; 

And they raised to 'God their voices 
On that first Thanksgiving day. 

Quite a contrast to the present — 
Now, to firesides bright and warm, 

. Homeward gather all the family, 

Through the sunshine or the storm, 
Once again the merry children 

Make with mirth the homestead ring, 
But -there's something whispers sadly 
* ''What will next Thanksgiving bring. 7 

Death will darken many a household 

In the year that's coming now: 
Here a father, there a mother 

With the death-mist on their brow; 
Here a sister, there a brother, 

As you stand beside their bed 
Something says that next Thanksgiving 

They'll be numbered with the dead. _ 

' And when you must go and leave them, 

How it wrings the aching heart 
As the last farewell is spoken 

And in sadness you depart. 
Still the one you little dreamed of 

May be called the first away, 
And in Heaven wait the dawning 

Of the next Thanksgiving day. 

If our future's gay with roses, 

Or bedewed with bitter tears; 
If heartaches and disappointments 

Follow us through coming years; 
If the sky o'er us is darkened 

Telling tales of coming woe, 
Let each sleeping grief remain so, 

WTiat's to Ije, will be, you know. 

And we cannot know the future 
So whatever be our lot; 

Let us strive to bear it bravely; 
Let the dark side be forgot. 

$46 Broad St., Claremont, N. H. 



TIMOTHY 



Back in a New Hampshire hill 
town there lives an artist, by name. — 
well, Timothy Lambe is as good as 
any other. 

I call him artist without his consent 
or knowledge. He is wholly un- 
conscious that the title is so freely 
bestowed, nnd I suspect that if he 
knew he would laugh; a quiet laugh 
to be sure, more with his eyes than 
lips and voice] and I can imagine him 
answering, "An artist? How so?" 
"Why not," I say, "What are you 
then?" "I'm — I'm — not much of 
anything," and as he says it slowly, 
the smile dies, and his voice is somber, 
— grey in tone. "You're talking 
nonsense," I say, "or trying your 
hand at sarcasm." for I know that he 
is thinking of his crippled legs that 
need stout crutches to help them on 
their slow and labored journey up and 
down the village street, and it is not 
good for a man with maimed body to 
say that 'he is "not much of anything." 

But I would hardly have convinced 
hira; and, off-hand, you too would 
think it a strange name for old 
Timothy. But what shall we call a 
man who persists in creating out of 
the rough materials at his feet, and 
with the few tools at his hand, a bit 
of the truly beautiful. To be sure, I 
had known Timothy all my life as 
just one of the many, until I grew to 
know and admire him as an individual, 
and had never before felt the necessity 
for a name; to say, he is this, — or 
that, — but, as I start to write of him, 
the need arises, and with it the sudden 
understanding that, in truth, I am 
telling of an artist. 

We are led into strange lands when 
we venture to find and point out the 
origin of an underlying characteristic 
in a friend. It is often unprofitable as 
well. After all, it did not matter how 
Timothy came to love the beautiful 
with so fine and deep a devotion. It 
was there within him, as firmly im- 



planted as the splendid elm that grew 
at his door. Certain it was, that the 
accident that had twisted his legs and 
made them all but useless, served to 
swiftly concentrate and focus this love 
on th&t which was within his now sud- 
denly narrowed reach, and had caused 
it to be strongly reflected in a single 
and definite desire — to make his 
town, the street before him, the roads 
that ied in and out of the center, and, 
in fact, all that he could reach out and 
touch, more beautiful than it had 
ever been before. " But, however it 
came into being, it was his great wish 
to not only keep intact the beauty of 
the quiet tree covered street, the old 
white houses, -and flowers in door- 
yards, and the church, whose grace- 
ful spire rose shining-white, above 
the green branches; to save all this 
which was his and his neighbors' in- 
heritance, from a careless, blindly 
destructive spirit that often seemed 
to be growing up about his town, but 
to do more; to create something of 
beauty that had not before existed; 
to make a flower grow and bloom for 
the glory and good of his town and 
neighbors on the spot where sand and 
nettles were breeding a stolid ac- 
ceptance of the shoddy, the plain, and 
the downright ugly. It was toward 
the accomplishment of this end that 
Timothy had worked, indirectly I 
suspect, during all his life, but directly 
and with increasing effort ever since 
the whining mill for a brief moment 
had caught and put its ineffaceable 
mark upon him, some forty years ago. 
Not by strength of argument, that 
served to wear down and break op- 
position, or by sheer force of mind, did 
he carry forward his work. That was 
not his way, and I wish that I could 
draw a picture of Timothy, the man, 
that it might be clearer. If I say that 
he was quiet, as a deep pool in the 
Kalford River is. quiet, it is perhaps no 
more than to say that he was a cripple 



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who lived alone. But Timothy loved 
quietness. The summer evening, when 
the light Slowly and reluctantly gave 
way to darkness, was the. best of the 
whole day to him, and of the long year 
as well. Then, too, he was a great 
friend (the word brother, expresses 
it better to me), of men and of women 
and children; finding a lifting joy in 
his belief that to each of his neighbors 
he should give nothing; if the gift 
cculd not be for their own greater 
pleasure or good; and before all else, 
he was an untiring creator of material 
beauty. 

I did not of course know, until some 
years ago, Timothy's occupation, or 
guess at the depth of character that 
lay quietly hidden beneath the com- 
monplace clothes; — centered some- 
where deep within the big boned frame 
that still showed a trace of its natural 
strength and vigor, or the sincerity of 
the few low-spoken words that often 
fell into the venacular. I did not 
understand any clearer than did his 
neighbors. To me, he was a man of 
Salford; distinguished from a score of 
others perhaps, but only because he 
was a cripple to whom everyone 
seemed to show kindness — a kindness 
that was kept free from pity. There 
was too, I half realized, something of 
a vague admiration in their relations . 
with this man, a secret admiration, 
hidden from themselves even, so that 
it only showed itself in a seeming will- 
ingness to listen when he talked, smile 
when he smiled, and an unconscious 
following when he gently led. 

But I was fortunate, and I grew to 
know Timothy. Perhaps I had gone 
to him on a little different basis than 
the rest, touching in a blind way a 
responsive chord, or. all unwittingly, 
had given something which he chose 
to pay for in unrestricted friendship, 
or it may have been but a matter of . 
good fortune. 

Through the long, quiet summer 
evenings, Timothy would sit out under 
his trees, that spread their branches 
so like a canopy over the door-yard, 
and from his vantage point take stock 



of the stretch of village street that was 
the center and very heart of the town. 
Then, in these later years, I would go 
down after supper, move another 
chair out on the grass, and sit and 
talk, or smoke with him in silence. 
Neighbors would stop for a moment on 
their way home from getting the 
evening mail. A word or two would 
be spoken and then they would pass 
on, taking with them however, yet 
unconscious of it all, the thing Timo- 
thy had to give, the germ of a new 
idea, a hint of a new outlook on the 
simple life about them, or, which was 
to Timothy best of all, a thought 
which in the end would make toward 
the improvement of some detail in the 
look, and general appearance of their 
town. 

"How'd your lilacs do this spring?" 
Timothy said on one of these evenings 
by way of greeting, as Harmon Stiles 
turned in from the sidewalk to. where 
we sat. 

" Pretty good, I guess.'* 

"I missed seein' 'em this year," said 
Timothy, '''they bloomed durin' my 
bad spell." 

Harmon was silent. 

'•'They're mighty beautiful," 
Timothy went on as if to himself, 
"Worth goin' miles to see." Then 
after a pause, "I wonder you don't 
take some cuttin's and plant 'em down 
.by the front fence. " 

"Hadn't thought much about it." 

Timothy waited again. 

"A whole row of 'em would look 
pretty nice there, sort of set off the 
house as you come up the street." 

Harmon shifted his bag of sugar to 
the other arm. 

"'Might look sorter nice, — dunno 
but what it would," he said. "Well, 
— I must be movin'. Good night, 
Timothy. 

"Good night, Harmon." 

That was all. 

My next visit was long delayed, 
but as I walked up from the depot 
I saw just inside of Harmon's front 
fence, a row of new lilac shoots that 
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promise of the splendid mass of green 
that would someday break and soften 
the rigor of the box-like house. 

And so it went on, year after year. 
Fifty years! A lifetime of .-work at a 
task that would never be completed. 
When Timothy and I talked about it 
he 'would often say, laying emphasis 
on each word, yet, as was his habit, 
never raising his voice, "There's so 
much to do," and adding ""Why! we 
haven't gone more'n a few rods on the 
road yet, — have we?" The journey 
he made was of miles, not rods, but 
after all it is a way that can never be 
measured. As well as I have known 
him, he never recounted the results 
attained. A brief mention, perhaps, 
as we talked of this person or the other, 
because his work was very real to him 
and very near during the long hours 
when he must sit alone with only his 
thoughts, but nothing more. He did 
not eveirtake credit for having done 
those things which he surely must 
have remembered clearly. To him, 
it was not his own doing, but some- 
thing good that Sam, or Harmon, or 
Lucy Pratt had decided was for the 
best. He believed that it was truly 
they who, at heart, wanted to see 
lilacs growing and blossoming in their 
yards, or a clean fresh stretch of road- 
side grass, and it was because they 
themselves liked the old fashioned 
panes in their church windows, that 
they finally voted to decline with 
thanks, the stained glass of varying 
hues that a summer visitor had offered 
them as a gift. 

I know the history of tho^e window,: 
however, and while my faith in the 
judgment of the people of Salford is 
always strong, yet I saw the results 
that came of subtle leading and direct- 
ing. The delicately guiding hand 
had touched in sympathy and rare 
understanding on the arms of a hun- 
dred friends and neighbors, and I 
could see clearly its imprint as these 
stories came to me. 

From the time when George Flet- 
cher suddenly took hammer in hand, 
unci rudely ripped off the multitude 



of advertising signs that had served 
as a tin and pasteboard covering for 
the old clapboards of his store, to the 
comparatively recent date when Dea- 
con Holmes' son, newly married, had 
decided that after all, white paint on his 
house would probably last longer than 
the flaming yellow that his wife had 
chosen in Manchester — through the 
years that slipped by so noiselessly, 
I found many, such recurring hints of 
an influence that had been exerted as 
if by chance, yet strangely enough, at 
the precise moment when it was to be 
most felt. 

As Salford was no more than an . 
average town, with its strange pattern 
woven of the individual lives and 
characters of its people, there were 
times when Timothy found situations 
that could not be solved by any means 
at his command. The New Eng- 
lander of the north country is not wax, 
to be shaped at will, and there were 
more than a few such firmly implanted 
ledges as was old Sarah Bellows, who 
at last cut down her spreading elm 
that, she said, had rotted her shingles 
for too many years already, and 
Ed Cutter, who stood staunch and 
firm against any .suggestion that he 
move his venerable dump heap from 
the edge of the town hall fence. But 
failures such as these were expected by 
Timothy because, after all. he was 
dealing with human beings. 

There were times, however, when 
he met with a different sense of defeat 
that could not be put aside — times 
when he felt, with a sense of deep 
depression, the rising in his town of a 
spirit, a new and quite different spirit, 
that he could not understand. While 
he talked of it but seldom, yet I am 
sure that it was often in his mind; 
the thought of it lying as a cloud that 
moves to shut the sun from a field 
that was bright and shining-green the 
hour before. Then he suddenly 
seemed to be an old man, crippled, 
helpless in his chair, and lonely. 

"Is it the young people, — just 
growin' up?" he asked. 

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"Don't it make any /difference so 

Jong's they raise money for that. 
shoeshop? ';' 

He wailed, as if hoping I would say 
that it wasn't the new generation. 

"Perhaps I'm just gettin' old." 

"It's not that, Timothy/'' I said. 

We talked late that evening of 
February, I think, two years ago for 
I was to leave Salford the next morn- 
ing, and would not be back until mid- 
summer. I spoke of having great 
faith in the north country people; 
faith in their inherent soundness and 
strength, and their love for all that 
was best in their towns and country- 
side. At this Timothy raised his 
head: his shoulders straightened, and 
he took up my thought and turned it 
from a generality into that which was 
definite and specific. He told of his 
own beliefs as if he wanted to accent, 
to reiterate-and express them for his 
own good. The words came slowly 
to his lips, forming themselves with 
the apparent effort that is natural to 
one little used to analyzing thoughts 
and feelings, but his sincerity was 
only made more plain, and the broken 
sentences and pauses were as marks 
emphasizing all that he said. 

"I take it we want beauty, — we all 
of us want it deep down. Soniethin' 
that's good to see, — that's simple, like 
— well, like a mountain or a bit of 
fresh breeze on a mighty hot day; — 
you kind of see and feel 'em at the 
same time. A few flowers like Abbie 
Hurd grows in her yard, — that's 
somethin' as folks like us can get hold 
of 'n understand. Every time we see 
'em we're sorter glad she put 'em 
there. — Then take those elms, — we 
never talk about 'em, — just take 'em 
for granted somehow, but, — we're 
better men and women, a sight better, 



— just for havirf 'em there all summer 
— so green and cool." He reached 
forward and touched my arm as lie 
does when very much in earnest. 
"I somehow know for sartin we're, 
better." he said slowly. 

We talked for an hour afterward but 
these few simple words had left their 
mark, and ever since that evening 
they have seemed to repeat themselves 
over and over, "We are better men 
and women just for having them 
there." That's the true worth of 
beauty, after all. 

Trees, flowers; a house that by its- 
clear-cut lines and clean white paint 
bespeaks the owner's genuiness and 
Simplicity of thought and life; — all 
these are surely good, as Timothy said. 
But they are more than that, they 
are needed day by day, worthy to be 
guarded, cherished, and preserved 
as a possession of value, perhaps of 
greater value than all else, because 
they belong equally to everyone. 

Timothy understood all this, and 
*I know that he felt it deeper than I 
did or any of -the folks around him, 
and he rose to his greatest height and 
made his last sacrifice that these 
finely spreading and arching elms of 
Salford might not be destroyed, but 
kept for his townspeople, — his neigh- 
bors of today and the men and women 
and children of tomorrow. But that 
was another year and, — another story. 

1 have called Timothy an artist 
because he was a creator of beauty. 
It's a makeshift name at best. He 
was more than that, for he was a 
friend to-many people and a lover of 
all that was part and parcel of his 
town, and that comes near to making- 
the finest thing of all, — a good and 
true man. 

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THE TOWN THAT WENT TO SLEEP 



By Francis A . Corey 



That glorious July morning a beck- 
oning hand seemed to signal to us 
from the town that had gone to sleep. 
There was allurement in the very 
thought of a staid New England town 
recklessly shaking off all concern for 
the present,, all responsibility for the 
future, and dozing in the sunshine 
like a tired child. This one. as it 
happened, lay at our very door. Its 
call was irresistible. Expectantly we 
climbed a wind-swept height, followed 
an old road down through a winding 
ravine, crossed a brawling stream, 
and were at the boundary line. 

Hills upon hills. All so green and 
beautiful there was no sense of weari- 
ness as we mounted higher and higher. 
Great trees, arching gracefully over 
the road, afforded grateful shade. 
The leaves rustled gently in the soft 
breeze as if whispering a tender wel- 
come. The whole world might have 
been taking a siesta, the silence was 
so profound. And yet, pricking 
through the stillness, were low, sweet, 
drowsy notes— the chirp of crickets, 
the hum of bees, the sleepy warbling 
of birds in thickets along the way. 
Surely we had stumbled upon the 
land ''where sabbaths have no end." 
How entrancing the hush brooding 
over sunny, southward-sloping 
pastures. The few kine lazily brows- 
sing the short, sweet grass, were like 
stalking phantoms. Involuntarily 
we took a second look to assure our- 
selves they were real, they seemed so 
foreign to the place silence has 
claimed for her very own. 

Half way up the hill still stands 
the little red schoolhouse of long ago. 
What a melancholy picture of neglect 
and decay. The roof sags, the win- 
dows are broken and shutterless. 
Briar and bush encroach upon the 
yard where happy children used to 
play. And yet Salmon P. Chase, 
when a callow youth, wielded here the 



teacher's sceptre. Not for long. 
Tradition has it that the "big boys/' 
after the fashion of those days, made 
short shift with him, little dreaming 
that they were laying violent hands 
on the sacred person of a future gov- 
ernor of Ohio and Secretary of the 
Treasury of the United States, 

Further on, in the green cup of en- 
circling hills, nestles an old farmhouse 
that has not lost altogether its homely 
air of comfort and good cheer. Xo 
smoke spirals ascend from the big 
red chimney; and yet we know that 
some one who loves it makes frequent 
pilgrimages to the charming old 
house. Everywhere are evidences of 
affectionate care" that redeem it from 
desolation. There are times when, 
for weeks together, the memory- 
haunted rooms echo to voices and 
happy laughter; then the spell of 
this land of silence once again falls 
upon it. Peopled or solit